Category: News!
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Closure – Marek Turner
“You can’t hurt me. You’re a cop. There are rules.” The scumbag was right, thought Malone. It was his duty to serve. To protect. To make sure criminals accounted for their actions. He gritted his teeth and watched as the man scrambled backwards on the concrete floor. His eyes swept…
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We’re Wide Open!
Call for short stories and poetry – now open! Urban Pigs Press have once again searched the neighborouring farms for a guest Editor to join us at the trough. This time we’ve been lucky enough to secure the services of AJ Deane. A writer of many talents, AJ has cemented…
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Suffering Pleasure – Judge Santiago Burdon
Darkness had just punched the time clock, showing up to work the night shift. It was time to light a couple of candles in my studio apartment. The purpose wasn’t to create a romantic or Gothic ambience, but instead to be able to navigate around my four hundred square foot…
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Coming soon!
MURDERAPOLIS ANTHONY NEIL SMITH The time is nearly upon us to get ready to announce the release date for Anthony Neil Smith’s MURDERAPOLIS. When this one arrived in our submission box I have to admit that we might have got a little excited. Yes, I did indeed experience what can…
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Detox – Ewan Morrison
Tom woke late on the second day of Detox after maybe ten minor awakenings and forced sleepings. It had been the drip drip drip of the defrosting freezer. The noises too loud, waiting for the next impact of a drop of water. This heightened sense was usually day three, not…
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Mad Shadow – Bam Barrow
Bradford was a fool. I tried to warn him; transcendental meditation is a predatory cult interested in only one thing – his wealth. There are so many other methods of meditation he might try that wouldn’t get him into any more hot water. He shot me down with a weird…
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Santa in the Hole – Art Stanton
Do you think it was really him?” The man referred to as Mr. Ed said, resting on his shovel for a moment. The man referred to as Mr. Benn stopped digging and looked over at the body in the red suit again, then over at his partner. “How old are…
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Revenge of the Christmas Pudding – Mark Burrow
Rochelle Patterson watched Joshua Preece scoff the food on his plate. They sat at a table for two in a bland, over-priced Mayfair restaurant with neutral abstract art on the walls. She observed how the picture frames were decorated with thin strands of tinsel, as if the owner didn’t want…
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Bloc Party – Paige Johnson
“White elephant? That’s what we call Lev when he’s not around,” Volk laughs when I tell him about my gift exchange idea. I suppress a giggle, digging my mittens into the pockets of my shiny black parka. “Leave my mishka alone. Save the ribbing for a prank present, if you…
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