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Shades of Ugliness

You know the worst thing about Fifty Shades of Grey? It’s not just that it’s an appalling affront to basic intelligence, with its awkward writing, cringe-worthy clichés and constantly repeated phrases. It’s not that it was originally written as an … Continue reading

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A small death

Winter wind lashed her skinny legs and soil caked black and ugly beneath her nails as she dug the grave. The grave for her doll. She chose a spot at the edge of her dad’s vegie garden, where the weeds … Continue reading

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Noteworthy

I bought a new notebook today. It’s small and red with a butterfly on the front. I don’t need it. I already have dozens of half-scribbled-in notebooks scattered around the house. They’re tucked into my handbags, buried in my bedside … Continue reading

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Lost for words

I’ve been making pies – lots of pies. Sweet potato, fetta and caramelised onion, meat and vegies, chicken and egg-and-bacon. I must have made three dozen in the past week. I haven’t created this cooking frenzy just to feed the … Continue reading

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The end of days

He’s slipping away. From me. From us. I make inane small talk to ease the tension; ease my discomfort, my sadness at the space that gasps between us. I try to embroider the edges of the hole with meaningless chat, … Continue reading

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Linen conspiracy

I wanted a new doona cover. I had a gift card for Myer. The rest was easy, right? Wrong. Myer had a lovely Sheridan cover on display, which I liked immediately. I was already congratulating myself on my shopping efficiency … Continue reading

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Awakening

Do you know that time of year, when the first warm strains of hope are humming on the air and the filtered sunlight flicks with dust and matter? When we begin to throw off the layers of winter and feel … Continue reading

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