It’s OK if I spill milk as long as it was my idea
The last time I ever imagined fully was with Riho Watanabe and we were in year two. We were on the bus back to…
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Sourdough Baby
For weeks, I have been caring for and feeding a small sourdough starter. I am yet to make sourdough. It started like all sourdough…
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The Discovery of Purple
After Reubans Your cat is judging my manicure; they kisspurple. Your roommate says, the coastsof Greece were renovated by the disposedshell-fish/murex casings. An Anthropocene…
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on being found at the base of a martian cliff in spring
An avid introvert & full-time carbon-based life-form, Ashley Cline crash landed in south Jersey & still calls that strange land home. Most often found…
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Ten Forever, Then Eleven
You were on the phone and I was waiting, holding one hand in the other. The left felt the holding, the right felt held. A reminder that anything can be split in two.
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English and Maths
cw: death, grief Dad died suddenly on the 15th of August 2010. I was fourteen. He was 43. I was in Year 8 at…
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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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Recipe for Birth-Giving
Boil before dipping into an ice bath—the skin shall slide away. Lay skin out to dry. Compost flesh. It is not good for eating….
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Wormhole
Sinead Overbye (Ngāti Porou, Te Aitanga-a-Māhaki, Rongowhakaata) is a poet and fiction writer living in Wellington. In 2018 she completed her MA in creative…
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