Soul for Sale ~ A short story by Susan Anwin

The survivor moved on. He didn’t know how long he had been wandering, as the sky was the same nondescript gray, with no evidence of sunrise or sunset.

Drifter ~ A short story by Susan Anwin

“She turned and saw the pince-nez lying abandoned on the concrete. The man was nowhere to be seen.”

The Last Dawn ~ A short story by Susan Anwin

“It was the subtlest form of torture, making sure you’re aware that these are the very last hours of your existence.”

A series of Susan Anwin’s short stories is launching at Art Here Art Now tomorrow

Let us introduce you writer Susan Anwin, whose short stories are going to appear on our website from tomorrow on for six weeks!

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