The Anagram Man
Greta whips the bread bin from the bench. She upturns it, places it over my hands on the keyboard. ‘Now you can’t cheat,’ she says.
Not about Fish but Rather the Water They Swim In
Just a girl in an unjust world, Lottie thought, as she sat down on the sofa beside Pamela who was painting her toenails a rather odd shade of pink.
Arts Advocate
‘Write a brief statement on why you want to be an Arts Advocate for people with disabilities’, Course Application Form My guide dog Stacey loves going to the Art Gallery.
Transformation
Happiness and wellbeing are all the go here at work. On Friday mornings Maureen and I attend a meditation class.
To The Girl inside the Mount Victoria Tunnel, Wellington, New Zealand, 1931
You were the girl wearing the dress embroidered with honeybees and pōhutukawa blooms, those blood-red flowers whose stamens smash open upon the trees in time for Christmas.
Mr Tanaka Says Goodbye
The day Mr Tanaka decided to say goodbye to the world it was a crisp spring morning and the cherry trees lining the Kamo River had yet to bloom.
pauls motorcycles
When I graduated from college my parents were so thrilled they got me one of them trucks with blueteeth. My brother paul went to college but for arts.
How It Ends
She knows how it ends because she is doing the ending now.
Playing Dead
It is one of those warm still days the city’s residents regard as a miracle, when the warmth and the stillness seem to enter people’s souls, inspiring them to talk…
The Gatherers
It was falling off the swing that did it, said the doctors. It was falling on her head from such a great height.