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The verses of the double in the piece of the Shark in Red Pumps were written by me. All this is to say that an issue of particular importance drew me that very evening into the spectacle of my friends Waffle and Torch.

inSerial: parts one & two
Delusions of Being Observed

Now he’s going to say something, but no one’s listening. Now he’s going to get dressed, whatever he wore the night before. Now he’s going to sit on a chair in the living room and tie his shoes.

an extract from

Abaitua parks in front of what he thinks is Kepa’s doorway, in the Morlans district. He’s changed apartments again, which he normally does to suit his financial situation, and he hasn’t visited him here before.

a misplaced bestiary
Part 2: The Oilbird: Negrisis Giganticus

Sixty-five million years ago, we believe, the world was beset by a slight but significant oversupply of light. The sun had extended itself too far too soon, and as a result the days had grown imperceptibly brighter.

an extract from
Memoirs of a Polar Bear

I hardly had any luggage with me, as it was to be such a short trip. The airplane smelled of melting plastic, and sitting in it didn’t make me feel any calmer, as the seat was built along narrow lines.

Tragic Strip

T. Motley is the 2016 silver medalist in the Society of Illustrators' Short Form Comics competition, winning for a story he contributed to Cartozia Tales.


The Brooklyn Rail

OCT 2016

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