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fiction July 17, 2021

To do

- Call oncologist re: rescheduling appointments treatment options, WA extra prescription to tide me over - RSVP Bob’s memorial? Or wait until after? - Call Louisa?? Pros - avoid going for nothing - she knows our history - Sylvia may have spoken to...

fiction July 10, 2021

Pigeon

Sal and I were sitting in the usual place when a man came by dressed as a pigeon. Not as a bird, mind; just exactly as a pigeon would be dressed if it were human. Grey suit, white shirt, shiny red-brown shoes. Grey top hat, white cravat. “Would you...

fiction July 3, 2021

Pass/fail

Your mother seems to have aged 20 years in 10 days. The skin on her face is shrunken and her eyes are a little wild, glittery with medication and terror. “This is my daughter,” she tells the nurse who is taking her blood pressure when you arrive,...

fiction June 26, 2021

The next step for beasts

Animals are despicable and pointless. This was the conclusion of thinking people, according to my father. Smutty and conniving, he would say. And those weren’t the worst things about them, just the most obvious, their materia prima . Upholstered poo...

fiction June 19, 2021

Affect training

It was called “affect training”. Susie purchased the course for her as a gift; a course Susie had completed herself, and had found beneficial. In the brochure Monica had been given were photographs of people with different expressions on their faces...

fiction June 12, 2021

Old Orphan Creek

Up here, the cold permeates. It presses against you and breathes itself back in. You like the way it stings your fingers, how every inch of your body is forced to feel. Arterial, the roads pulse you along, each town you pass fleeting and...

fiction June 5, 2021

Living memory

For a time we moved into the [_____] memorial. Many had died, but we were not among them. Some among us had come closer than we would like to remember, but to not remember seemed a small destruction. There were no names inscribed on the [_____]...

fiction May 29, 2021

Trains and boats and planes

for Gillian who wants to die. Two gentlemen decided on a locomotive journey to Adelaide. With their mates. Thirty of them. Let’s be honest, it was a football trip. Within five minutes of leaving Spencer Street they’d begun stealing nips of alcohol...

fiction May 22, 2021

An internal sea

We had been dating for five months – going out for five months, as we innocently say in Australia – when I suggested that we take a holiday together. Holidays with men I knew intimately had never gone well. We were never right for each other and so...

fiction May 15, 2021

Boy with no face

In the room was someone far. Not speaking. Leaning down. Blanket in my mouth. Staring. All my hot tears. All my cold tears falling down. She knew and said my name. The blanket was hot in my mouth. Wishing wishing wishing the name I would hear...

fiction April 24, 2021

Two stories

Good luck A delivery van has dropped some of its cargo, and hunks of a carcass are strewn down the street. It must be beef, I think. Or lamb? The smell is so pungent – well, I don’t know, I’ve been a vegetarian for 15 years. Beef, I decide. Each...