This is a transcript of the reading Yolande Norris gave at our May Story-share on Motherhood. It’s never said, how much the onset of labour can be like coming up on ecstasy. The heart-rate increase, the chills, pupils grow darkRead more…
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Obscenity, this seclusion a pornography of ranges Of slow hills set by sky set by fire set by sun Useless string arms of machine thoughts, media cycles and fellow man The evening drone, the privilege of distance Replacing one chaosRead more…
Lyrebird and a leap of faith
Mary Ann Green had lyrebird for breakfast, that first morning in the valley. Cooked in a billy by her new husband George. She had been in England her whole life. George Green promised he would write once he had madeRead more…