After her third shower, Lora decided it was time to give up. There was no ridicule in defeat, this was something her father had impressed upon Lora many times when she was growing up. Even now, when she rarely visitedRead more…
Feminartsy Story-share: Birthdays – Hannah McCann
On June 25, we celebrated Feminartsy’s 1st birthday with a birthday-themed story-share. Below is the transcript of Hannah McCann’s reading. 1. I’m waiting alone at the bus stop. I Google “who died on June 6 1986?” My birthday. I findRead more…
The horse strode forward
The horse strode forward, kicking up dust as it approached the corner of the paddock. An occasional snort and shake of his head peppered the journey. Sitting firmly atop, Kate flicked impatiently at the flies that stuck determinedly to herRead more…
A Love Letter to My Liver
My liver is on the right hand side of the body, tucked under the ribcage. It also juts out into my upper abdominal cavity, because it is abnormally large, and the right lobe is filled with tumours. The left lobe,Read more…
Present Pasts
I was still in primary school when I started keeping a daily journal. My project began in response to a conversation with my parents in which it was revealed that neither could recall in much detail what they were likeRead more…