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Divide

In Izzy Rogers' short fiction, two people reach across a growing divide, each hoping they can tug the other to their side – only to realise the space between them has grown too vast. Read More

7 years ago

Last Night

Red-wine breath and tear-stained cheeks. The events of a night are left behind as morning breaks but the impression remains, in Madeleine Accalia's poem – our opening piece for TRACE. Read More

7 years ago