You’ve Got the Lurgy

You’ve Got the Lurgy

           Every girl in junior school knows that one must never, under any circumstances, touch the door handle to the girls’ toilets. It is common knowledge that long ago a girl rubbed her fanny on it. It will forever hold ‘the lurgy’, which will be transferred from...
Soft Shadows

Soft Shadows

Soft Shadows by Adam Chabot https://www.agapanthuscollective.com.dream.website/wp-content/uploads/2021/06/Soft-Shadows-Adam-Chabot.mp3            It’s late but Benny and I are sipping Dewar’s and celebrating Dad’s 65th birthday on the deck that overlooks the backyard....
Who Taught You?

Who Taught You?

Who Taught You? by Joel Worford https://www.agapanthuscollective.com.dream.website/wp-content/uploads/2021/05/Who-Taught-You_-Reading-MP3.mp3             Blind dates: perfect. Skip the courting process, get right to the action. A Romantic? Some would say the opposite....
There is a Scene in Johnny Guitar

There is a Scene in Johnny Guitar

I have only seen Johnny Guitar once. Years ago, at the height of Tyler’s fondness of Joan Crawford, it was screening at an art house on Colfax that still ran film prints. There is a scene that stuck with me. I don’t remember when it happens—only that it is morning and...
Girl on Ice

Girl on Ice

Her name is Sarah. She knows that because it’s on her driver’s license. Sarah Brighton. It’s the same name that’s on her library card. The two pieces of identification she found in her handbag that is blue cloth, beaded, with a drawstring top. She knows her name, and...