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PSYCHIC EYE

I read the sign and climb a stair. The office door is smoky glass. Inside, a radio plays jazz. I go in. He points to a chair. He’s shabby, but he don’t look dumb. His voice is booze and cigarettes: a weary voice, full of regrets. A gumshoe, laid back, chewing gum. I tell him: “You’re a Psychic Eye. I…

Beyond Blank

Literature lightens the inborn loneliness of existence, reminding us that our deepest…

The Ugly Catling

As they walked out into the chilly rain, snug in Clara’s warm pocket, Cattie smiled her stitched-scarlet smile. She had always known it, of course, but now the rest of the world knew it too: true beauty was never about perfection, but about the joy of being delightfully oneself…

The Crown of Boughs

September 18, 2026
One grey morning, a silent wolf entered the royal chamber. He came from Calais, carrying a heavy iron axe. The falcon looked from the wolf up to the King. She understood then that the jewels, the lands and the golden perch had never truly belonged to her…

Update the Dummy

September 18, 2026
Nigel stared blankly at his kitchen counter, nursing a mug of synthetic tea. Having a smart phone, smart TV, smart fridge and smart thermostat had seemed cutting edge two decades ago. Back then, the realisation that he was officially the dumbest object in his own living room felt like a…

A Huge Potential For Doing Nothing

September 17, 2026
Leonidas watched him with profound detachment. To a man whose father had spent forty-nine years waking up at three in the morning to battle the Aegean Sea for a handful of sardines, the concept of a Tuesday afternoon spent entirely in repose wasn’t laziness; it was a hard-won evolutionary triumph.…

When Life Gives You Books

September 16, 2026
That evening, sitting amidst tower blocks of Victorian drainage history, Phineas realised Mrs Brown was right. Lemons were versatile. Books were heavy, flammable and stubbornly dry. But as the rain began to drizzle over the hill, he decided that if life refused to give him citrus, he would simply have…

The Lazy Club

September 14, 2026
The afternoon sun hit the vinyl couch at precisely the angle required to make getting up feel like a crime against physics. In the living room of Maisonette 4B, the founding members of the Lazy Club were in peak operational form. This meant they were doing absolutely nothing. Leo was…

One Last Weather Chant

September 13, 2026
Ninety-year-old Þorvaldur sat on his weathered wooden bench, watching the tide pull the grey foam away from the basalt cliffs. In his lap lay a small notebook, its leather cover worn smooth by decades of calloused thumbs. He uncapped his silver fountain pen and wrote three words: báru / ljós…
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Former diplomat and globetrotter, Dan Costinas is a versatile contemporary writer, translator, and editor. A true polyglot, he has authored and contributed to several dozen books spanning mainly fiction, essays, aphorisms, reviews and criticism, journalism, and poetry.

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