Archipelagos
At last, the rain washes night’s script off the mind’s pages. There is no use holding out your palms— into morning, into…
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Horizontally awake
We bought nice mugs from the lady down the road who opened the new store who thought we were a nice couple. We befriended…
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Girlcubs
Claire Cao is a freelance writer and avid dumpling lover from Western Sydney. She is a member of Sweatshop: Western Sydney…
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Auntie
The sun flashes through gap-toothed pines. Cottonwood seeds wheel over the white roof of the supermarket, hitting the windows of the cars that rip…
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The Atavistic Tendencies of Kmart
It is a universally acknowledged truth that Kmart brings out the worst in people. And I am not immune to the powers of its…
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Sweet Enough Already
I’m at an interview in Eastbourne, Wellington, saying: I moved here a few months ago and I’m taking some time off uni. I don’t…
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Tenancy
They cut sections from the branches of each tree lining our street. Shaped a tunnel, for the power line, that we watched grow over….
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Call Me Pink Parfait, Like the Paint Swatch
Tonight I am sitting alone in my favourite restaurant and asking every passing stranger to take a photo of me. I want to know…
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Alone
I squeeze my left hand into a fist and look away as the phlebotomist tightens the tourniquet and comes towards me with the needle….
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