My next-door neighbour on the left moved out one day. I didn’t know when and I didn’t see him leave. He just left. Vanished. He was a quiet, stooped fellow …
He auditioned for Romeo (Tarion Keelan)
My life was becoming more and more real in this new world that I had found for myself, and some days even passed without me thinking of David. But when …
The Coast Road (Nicholas Brooks)
I started doing it, I guess, because Dad was always working over the school holidays, and because it seemed harmless enough to me. Of course I’d heard the stories about …
Cultural Submissions (Caroline Reid)
I’m calling in to see someone in a world grownups know nothing about sitting snug on their living-room couches. The thing about that is this: I think it doesn’t matter, …
Virtual Baby (Libbie Chellew)
There was a bottle half-full with formula on the floor in front of the Vulcan, a pile of unfolded washing on the other end of the couch and a full …
Dancers in Violet (Tristan Foster)
First time I left her home, I looked up and a stiff fruit-bat was dangling from the electrical wire. Next time I left her home, the bat was in the …
Sound bites (John Clanchy)
Three words. Three tiny, banal words that had somehow – among the tens of thousands of others spilt in the cafe that morning – made their way through the clashing …
Watch Every Drop: a community service announcement composed for those who survived the Fall (Kirk Marshall)
There’d never come a newly-minted, indignant crimson-kissed day in this place which didn’t evoke some dark, frost-sorry memories to that time when we still had water. I can’t speak for …
Departure Gate (Anthony Macris)
Christina’s gone. In the corner of the bedroom are the cardboard cartons to be sent on to Brisbane, where she’s gone to be with her family again. The day after …
A Dog’s Name (Paul Adkin)
I got him second-hand. His first owners had called him Kafka, which I had to change: an ennobling name for a dog, but demeaning for the great Prague writer. I …