by Angela Slatter. First published in Shimmer #4, Summer 2006 Illustration by Nel Pace Her breath smells like champagne, but not bitter as you might expect. Something inside her turns it sweet, Iโm not sure what. Sheโs a sugar-candy kind of girl, bright and crystalline as she reclines on the sofa โ a chaise longue,
Day: June 24, 2013
by Jeff B Willey Illustration by Jennings Falzon Stepping off a 1970s discount airliner they take first deep breaths and almost choke. The atmosphere seems equal parts water and air, enveloping them in a rich jungle stank of putrescent vegetation with a tang of shit. No clocks anywhere, time only hinted at. Concrete structures poking
Illustration by Thom Cuschieri Eighth avenue midtown mid-day mayhem. Business suits scuffled along, elbows out, the mobile phones snuggled to their ears now of a smaller, sharper modelโ a welcome departure from the obtuse, portable tanks of a decade prior, yet the decrease in size somehow inversely proportional to the collective level of obnoxiousness. Garish