Quarter to sleep

‘You leave that Sandra alone.’ She pointed with her hook. ‘Say one bad thing about...

Mar 9th

The joy of presenting a midterm for critique and hearing, ‘She needs more entrails, more...

Mar 8th

The memory of burning the paper plate doused in pizza oil is emblazoned in every one of our minds...

Mar 7th

‘No we never scissored,’ she said. ‘But we did open up our ladies like a cape and...

Mar 6th

The taste of homemade rendang on a plastic spoon is a rush of memory, spicy and dry unlike the...

Mar 5th

‘Is this in the way?’ Chris Jordan asked of his metal canteen before his photo of 2...

Mar 4th

‘I’m not pregnant, just fat,’ she said. ‘Then you have no excuse,’...

Mar 3rd

‘You’re way off,’ said the security guard. ‘The building you want is right...

Mar 2nd

Tired of the churchgoers, praying around the white van stuck in the snow heap, the building manager...

Mar 1st