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Eleven
I was cleaning up my desktop while avoiding writing my column, and I came across this old photo of Jerry. It’s him at the vet’s in July 2014 after he’d been hit by a car. Not pictured is his big … Continue reading
The haircut
My childhood sweetheart rang. We hadn’t spoken in twenty-five years. He said, ‘Also, I am seeing somebody else now.’ He’d wanted to tell me earlier, but hadn’t been able to come out with it. My body started to tremble. I … Continue reading
The fastest route
I was riding my bike to the train station. With me was a large dog that was very old and sick. I was carrying it in a large white sling. Behind us in a trailer were all the things we … Continue reading
New Year’s Eve Paragraphs
A couple of years ago a friend asked me, ‘Are you someone who is easily contented?’ I don’t know why I’ve always remembered that question. We were sitting in a bar next to a window and the sun was shining … Continue reading
Petition
I was reading the weekend newspaper when I came across a story about a prolific writer who had started a petition. Tens of thousands of people had already signed, even though the petition had only started the day before. The … Continue reading
Special time
It’s that special time of the year when people are asking themselves what to do about the social media accounts they’ve deactivated for the holidays. ‘Should I go back,’ they’re asking, ‘and if so when? Should it be soon or … Continue reading
THE RADIO
I’m at my parents’ house for a few days. The radio is almost always on. It’s talkback radio. I think it’s Newstalk ZB. New Zealand’s #1 Talk Station. During the day, the talkback radio is overlaid with the tennis commentary … Continue reading
Just clearing the energy here
This morning I hurt my hand from punching a wall. My upstairs neighbours have been noisy – stomping and crashing – and I feel like I’m coming a bit unstuck. I could have punched a pillow, but no – it … Continue reading
Fan Art
I just came across this terrible artwork of Thom Yorke that I did when I was 16 and it cheered me up no end.
Discontinuation
tūī vaunting themselves through the tree their song drawing fear off me like steam making my heart dazzle like a windscreen being spattered with bugs * a memory of riding fast down the hill with purple light streaming into my … Continue reading
