Stories by
Jack Vivace

When the broad­casts stopped, it got lonely in the bunker. In the end we took a vote. We didn’t want to out­live the human race.

Jack Vivace lives at home with his girlfriend, his birds, and the shambling horror that came with the apartment.

She asked for a water birth. Maybe I should have suspected, but there was never that much detail in the old selkie stories.

Jack Vivace works in numbers by day and letters by night.