Adelaide Literary Magazine

Tithonus By William Davis     She is asleep again. You're drunk as usual, playing warhammer III at 1 AM and she has been drifting for a little while now. She lay down about an hour ago,...

Camille Bégin is an award-winning historian of food and the senses who turned to creative writing as she faced a formidable set of life-changing events. Her writing has most recently appeared in Gastronomica. Born...

On Breastfeeding Ben took a photograph of me as I breastfeed our son for the first time; he did not take a photograph of me breastfeeding for the last time. It was not supposed the...

Home from the Barber’s by Yoon Chung The flash of confusion on his face is not off-putting. I had prepared myself for it. Smiling, I ask the barber for a haircut. “I’m sorry, but this is a...

My Body As a child, I never played with or asked for baby dolls. Those dolls never caught my attention. Growing up being a wife and mother was heavily talked about and expected of women....

Remember to be proud of yourself, you have worked so hard to get here. You’ve conquered everything that was in your way of this dream. Mom would be so proud of you; everyone is...

Evelynn appeared when I was twelve. At first, she seemed harmless. She even gave me a strawberry popsicle. She told me she’d be my friend when times were tough, but I think she was...

So, I was at my complex laundromat. I was the only person there. I did see a black sedan parked outside. I wasn't concerned about that at all.    I continued with my laundry. Something...

Step after step the beat of drums grew louder, the dreary moss hangs from the grated cubes that line the ceiling, blood coursing through my veins like an untamable river rapid. My vision focused...

“C-Could you guys remind me, why are we here again?” Korria said from the back seat.            “Like I said! We’re gonna summon aliens! Colada and I have been sticking our noses into research for...