A Wasp With Her Wings Outstretched
She eyed him warily from across the bed. They were in various states of undress and a record skipped on the needle in the…
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Him and Her
America was two things for me. It was New Orleans and San Francisco. It was stray cats rustling through the grass of abandoned lots….
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Tattoo Therapy
I started calling getting tattooed “tattoo therapy” as a joke. I do this. I claim “kitten therapy”, “music festival therapy”, “camping therapy”. But for…
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Believe
For Jack Vening who wrote this story in a dream of mine and now I’ve stolen it. Liam Payne’s hair felt like fibreglass. He…
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Xena’s House
When I was 11 I went to a fancy private school in Auckland, New Zealand, and a girl called Daisy Lawless was in my…
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Those Other Girls
I’m not like those other girls, I proclaim as I saunter down the street with my friend, both of us wearing stockings and boots…
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