This is the story I never wanted to write. You, me, and a wound I thought the Sunshine State would heal with grandkids, barramundi and gallons of water under the …
A thin stream of black ink (Catherine Hanrahan)
The vodka has done its job. The tremors in her hands have almost stopped. She opens the door of the flat and goes down the back stairs, feet ginger on …
Hustling the Hustlers (Jenny Hedley)
In July 2015, on a normal night’s work, a girl sat down next to me and urinated on her chair. I shoved the dancewear I was selling into suitcases to …
Riding the Bus in Denver (Sheila Black)
I rode the bus in Denver. I rode it early in the morning and late at night, and sometimes I waited a long time in the cold wind of December …
No Delicate Hands (Hasti Abbasi)
The girl next to me is wearing a flimsy red scarf with a triangular fold that shields her hair. She holds her hands up, cleaning her fingernails. The teenage boy …
Voices of Women: Clearway
CLEARWAY (Corona): A Film of Stories We Live, Music We Imagine and Found Plastic Sculpture In March this year, Voices of Women was gearing up to present live performances of …
What Choice (Susan McCreery)
Edited by Michelle McLaren Sour owner brings me my cup. Perhaps it’s my demeanour that provokes his demeanour. Or that fact that I am not a bat-eyed dew-skin (there goes …
Under the Corn (Emma Maguire)
I am picking soft tomatoes from the vine when I see the old woman for the first time. Our house squats stubbornly among cornfields that stretch far and flat to …
Because Once More (Natasha Rai)
Edited by Michelle McLaren Driving to work this morning, I think about Ben. It’s been eight months since he vanished. The longest he’s ever been away. Can’t he bring himself …
Knives (Ben Walter)
(Edited by Laura McPhee-Browne) In our house right now the most popular show is the cooking one produced in jail. The inmates are not allowed knives which makes the whole …