Issue 13

Abalone

It bubbles like a phenomenon, in a liquefaction of green-black cream. But is just a humble meal. A fixer-upper. Gathered, shelled, hammered, sliced. And simmered. Fix you up.

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Issue 13

This is Not My Beautiful House

Someone was in the kitchen again. Cupboard doors opened and closed. Footsteps, not loud but not furtive either. Plates rattled in the sink and a coffee maker gurgled.

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Issue 13

The Stink in the Corridor

Just that morning, I had found a tiny hole on my black merino turtleneck. As I pulled it over my head, a pinhole of light shone through.

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Issue 13

Black Bird

With the tide right out the three boys made their first rectangle on the flat, hard sand, near the water line. “Wider,” said Stone.

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Issue 13

He pahemo

Erana looked up from washing the dishes. There it was again, that rather high-pitched wail.

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Issue 13

The Oregon Trail

The earliest parts of our story are fuzzy, a pointillist painting made of memories borrowed from others.

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Issue 13

The Wasps

The week after I cheated on you, I put my hand into a wasps’ nest. Neither of those things were intentional.

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Issue 13

The Desert Road is Prone to Erosion

December 05, 1984, New Zealand. The arse end of the night.

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Issue 13

Shaking

The day of the quake, I brought two dollars to go to the Cathedral. I’d been once when I was 12 and I wanted to go again.

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Issue 13

Under Anaesthetic

Before I walk into the room, I whisper an apology to my body for what’s about to happen.

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Issue 13

Summer Seventeen

The first time we kissed my lips were sunburnt.

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Issue 13

Finn

Finn had stepped in the pool because the pavement was burning his bare feet, his forgotten flip flops sitting in the bucket by the door at home, waiting for him,…

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