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Thrum
She lay back in the grass in the low light of afternoon, poured out with an exhaustion that sucked at her bones. The roaring warmth had released the bugs and beetles, and she slapped at her legs to...
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Shoes
My eyes are tired. We’re sitting here in the coffee shop in another soulless suburb on a yawning Saturday. We don’t have much to say to each other so I distract myself again by picking at the crusted...
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Clack-clack, sway
“I don’t know why you bother with him,” said her mother leaning over the bags that were placed between them. The reassuring clack-clack of the suburban train shuddered through Eliza’s feet as she...
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Fracture
Beautiful terrible. It’s always beautiful, and terrible. Twist the kaleidoscope. Tiny shards split and fall. If they fall the way you think you want them to, hold it still. Don’t breathe. Don’t move....
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Wash Day
“I’ve done something bad,” said Ruby, lying stretched out on the grass underneath the clothes line. She’d been squinting into the sun. “Hmmmm?” said Lionel, as he bent and scooped another peg from the...
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By the Time
She had always given herself deadlines. They spoke of promise and an undertow of tomorrow. Deadlines meant plans and plans meant going somewhere. “By the time I’m twenty one, I’ll have travelled the...
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