All posts by Lizzie Boyle

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Carter and the Blue Cow

Carter, bleary-eyed, opens the front door. Litter floats above the pavement. “Delivery.” The voice is deep and sticky. “Sign here.” Carter scrawls his name. “You’ll have to take it up yourself. I don’t do stairs.” Carter steps out into the open air. A page from

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Little Bird

She was standing by the gate, watching the planes. F-16, she said. Fast. When we came back, six weeks later, she was sitting by the gate. Someone had brought her a plastic chair so now she would sit and wait and watch the planes. She