The Cry Inside
1 I sat on a towel on the floor while my friend had a bath. We were talking about public transport and…
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Cherry
Content Warning: Miscarriage My grandmother’s cherries have little stripes on them – actually, polka dots. They taste sweeter than the earth and are…
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The Chip Witch
The café’s ceiling fan made a noise like hunt-and-peck typing. I sat alone at a little round table right beneath it, looking up movie…
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Pegs
She stood looking in the fridge and asked why I had moved her sauces? I replied what sauces? She said the mayonnaise and sriracha,…
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Springsteen Down Aisle Five
Three days after Emma’s breakup I decided to check in on her over the phone. She missed my call but rang back ten minutes…
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Polished
ONE: There are only so many bottles of pink nail polish, too many minuscule toenails to be painted a delicate shade of Peptol-Bismol rose….
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Translucence
The print man is my friend. We have whispered conversations about paper stock over the phone. He speaks with a lisp. I’ve never seen…
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Like Mother, Like Mother
There is a kitchen somewhere with carrot orange counters thanks to an untimely insurance claim. This sparse thing is a place to write Christmas…
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Videotapes
The next morning I can’t get the door to the dorm to lock properly, and I have a feeling in myself that wasn’t…
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