Panic Hour

  It’s eight in the morning. An escalator pulls me down from the street into the intestinal darkness. Streaks of lightning blue rush past my left shoulder, Photoshop motion-blur. Same in orange on the opposite wall, like this is an immersive internet advertisement. This tunnel is the cable. We are the particles. A unitary quantum […]

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The Benley Acquisition

Money is tight in regional New South Wales. How do two competitive shires deal with paltry funding and generations of rivalry respond to the challenge? A comic and quintessentially Australian short story.

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Storm

Lying on a white bed in a wooden room listening to the silence watching her read and there is an inkling of a rumble.

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Zen & the Art of Washing Dishes

They say life is a series of imperfect facts with many things we can’t control. But the sequence of washing dishes is not one of them. Glassware first.

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Love on South Terrace

In the park on the terrace, at the southern border of the city, there’s a stream and a footbridge and a mother duck with her seven, eight, no nine little ducklings, brown and fuzzy, nascent and cranky old men in new waddling feet.

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The Fracture

In the sleepy noon sun I am a little girl about to ride a swing. I tuck some stray carroty hairs, shaking with sunlight and diesel fumes, behind my ear. I wear only one boot, but I will use it skilfully as an instrument to control my speed. I stretch it out to the gravel, […]

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The 45-Minute Chair

The chair’s bamboo legs slide across the thin carpet. Henry pushes his thick, rose-tinted spectacles up his nose and lays a hand across his groaning abdomen. A slim, dark-haired waiter emerges through the Staff Only door and begins collecting Henry’s plates. A silver badge embossed with black letters spelling TIMOTHY hangs above the pocket of […]

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