Pick of the day

last orders at 'the weekend dad'

last orders at ‘the weekend dad’

 

she’ll be home now

 

the back bedroom

with the coloured lights you put up

as you sit uncleared

screwed up serviettes

dregs of a coke float

and a side of misunderstandings

 

you were there

 

fourteen years ago

when she arrived

red and gasping

dutiful

rasping panic

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Story of the week

A Tale Of Four Stones

“This is Gaza,” she said. “This is Kyiv. This is London.”Read more

Poem of the week

last orders at 'the weekend dad'

last orders at ‘the weekend dad’

 

she’ll be home now

 

the back bedroom

with the coloured lights you put up

as you sit uncleared

screwed up serviettes

dregs of a coke float

and a side of misunderstandings

 

you were there

 

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Features

Story and Poem of the Week and Inspiration Point

Posted by onemorething.

 

Picks of the Week, this week, go to two pieces that are both brilliantly written and also very moving. 

Poem of the Week is JupiterMoon's last orders at 'the weekend dad'.

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One Night At Kedasi by Ashton Macaulay: Review!

I'm very pleased to announce that One Night At Kedasi by Ashton Macaulay will be out on September 23rd.

Ashton writes for ABCTales as mac_ashton and the story was originally posted on our site.

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Coral (Seashore)

It is with very great sadness that I have to announce the death of our very own Coral who wrote for ABCTales as Seashore

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Story and Poem of the Month

Our Story and Poem of the Month for July, very kindly chosen by Mark Say:

 

Picks of the Month July 2025

 
Poem

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Want to join ABCTales?

We've had to suspend the automatic joining facility for a while so if you would like to join us please email 

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Posting From Your Android Phone - Fixed!

Some of you have been having issues with posting your work using an android phone. Ewan and John our techie have been working really hard to fix this.

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Bee's Journey

Picks of the Month

The Daughter-Wife

When she died,

The house fell quiet and wide,

And he looked at me like I should slide,

Right into the space where her shadow stayed,

A child in a woman’s role, afraid.

 

He said, “Life still goes on, okay?”

As if strength was setting the table each day,

Ironing his shirts, knowing what to cook

Learning my mother from memories look.

 

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The Watchers In The Walls

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