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Land of the Swaying Palms

Land of the Swaying Palms. It was an expression Dora remembered from her childhood, a joke she and her best friend shared from their lonely...

In Too Deep

David looked up from the canvas that he was painting on the floor to check on the flurrying snow outside. He didn’t usually start getting...

Crashing into the Swamp

No one expects a plane on approach to that sunny climate to crash. But it does, and when it does, it fragments and sinks, everyone...

Second Shift

It is an incorporeal time of day, hour eighteen of open eyes. Their aprons are smeared with fingerprinted berry-red, which looks like butcher shop blood...

Potholes and Toasted Marshmallows

Rain hammers the concrete forests of Sydney’s skyline. “Operational demands Lucy,” the transplant director sighs. I hang up, throat tight. Violet looks up from my...

High Tide

I walked to Westminster Bridge, where the Houses of Parliament stretched high, imprinted on the evening sky. The moon pushed through faded pink and cream,...

Issue 14: Survival

Welcome to Panorama: The Journal of Travel, Place, and Nature’s 14th edition, on the theme of ‘survival.’ Many thanks to all contributors and the editors...

Pitch: Thames Symphony

Thames Symphony by Nicolas D. Sampson is a literary fiction novel with elements of London-focused psychogeography. On the one hand, it’s an immersive meditation –...

A Palm Tree Untrimmed

“Your neighbour is in clear violation,” the City Inspector says, snapping a photo of Arlo’s tree on the other side of the fence. “A palm...

How to Make Love to Fire

My wife will see the fire first. Or so she claims, whilst unfolding the picnic and arranging the cheese sandwiches and soft-boiled eggs. She asks...

Pepper

My hand gently cradles a chocolate habanero, I smile remembering the time you thought the name meant it was sweet. Your face flushed as your...

Touristed

“Professor Wen Ming, Professor Wen Ming!” He looked back, the key to his office door pausing mid-rotation. Lin, the department secretary, waved at him from...

Permeation

There are many moves with unlimited manoeuvres in chess. Before the opening gambit, it was known to us – Paula and me. Despite this, as...

What I Thought I Had

My father’s property sat at the end of the newly cut Dream Farm Road—a steep rutted track through uncut forest, bordered by the Point Reyes...

Smouldering

Zain squinted his eyes. The temperature was in the high nineties. The sky was clear but the air felt humid. He was short of breath,...

Issue 13: Fire

Welcome to Panorama: The Journal of Travel, Place, and Nature’s 13th edition, on the theme of ‘fire.’ Fire: /ˈfʌɪə/ origin: Old English fȳr (noun), fȳrian...

Movement

“Murakami kind of ruined writing about jazz for everyone else,” said a friend, well, a boss really, but he feels like a friend. I’ll try....

In the Hall of Forbidding Signage

The Hall of Forbidding Signage, an exhibit in the Museum of Urban Life, was a memorial of warning plaques, notices, and placards, screwed on every...

The Woman Who Marries

The buildings had grown fangs, the street lamps whiskers. Billboards flocked to the skyline, pecked at star-scatter. Town cars beaked their way between gnarled claws...

A Dark Night

Night falls softly upon the land, warm and comforting like a childhood blanket, wrapping around her with an array of celestial freckles. The shade of...