My life has been marked by lies. Addled by a mother who was both startlingly open and compulsively deceitful, I grew up warped by them. I spent my twenties running from the lies. I became a lawyer, maybe in anRead more…
Cold light
The neon sign flashed every morning. “YOU ARE DOING LORD’S WORK”. The last four letters of the sign flickered intermittently. That morning had been worse than others. A big freeze had come over Melbourne which was in the middle ofRead more…
That old hurricane
Lillian was in her bedroom when the hurricane struck their town. Fast, strong and unforgiving, the wind hit her windows with such force that the walls shook and the drinking glass on her bedside table tipped over the edge andRead 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…