Surpanaka

Softly, I walked out to meet him. They say that I walked with a sway, my hips making snake shapes in the air. My breasts tight and high, shamefully unconcealed. My eyes red with lust. My hair unbound. What theyRead more…

Noise

Every woman has known the torment of getting up to speak. Her heart racing, at times entirely lost for words, ground and language slipping away – that’s how daring a feat, how great a transgression it is for a womanRead more…

The Departing

The nightmare-fiend of Mania havoc-breathing passed swiftly to the rock-walled river Styx where dwell the winged Erinyes, they which still visit with torments overweening men. We’re making dinner, still packing as we do. The house is a maze of cardboardRead more…

Grey

For Charlotte Perkins Gilman. * Isla and Frederich were expecting a baby when they finally moved into a small house of their own, free of the squalling and messing of housemates who refused to grow up or give in. ItRead more…

Stay

He tucks his hair behind his ears as he speaks to me, lime and gin on his fingertips. He flicks two cubes of ice into a glass, asks me for the fourth time where I am going next before IRead more…

How to be a girl

The book arrives, wrapped in brown paper tied with a bow on the front. Your day has finally come. You have seen all your elders with this book at some point. In their formative years, clutching it between their armsRead more…

Seeking softness

She stretches her limbs before she opens her eyes, her dream starting to melt and flicker around the edges. Her foot catches in the sheet scrunched at the bottom of the bed and she blinks, registering the faint tickle ofRead more…

Pocket rocket

She hefted the gun in her hand and looked at him for confirmation. But he wasn’t paying attention, still continuing an argument she had disengaged from half an hour ago. “…You’re floating. You’ve been floating all your life, since youRead more…