He didn’t look back. Didn’t turn to look at my face when I spoke to him. He released himself from my arms and charged in. Through the gate, across the playground and into the arms of others, becoming part of a world that is now apart from me. His head bobbed up and down, thenContinue reading “The Gate”
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The Three
Last night I watched the penultimate episode of The Handmaid’s Tale, you know, that series when a dystopian society goes, well, bad. Where religion is used as a cruel tool of coercive control to dehumanise humanity; where women’s reproductive rights, already under insidious attack by a flatlining global birth rate, ecological collapse, and our legallyContinue reading “The Three”
The Bit
I’ve dicked about writing this post. It’s been bubbling – much like the ‘rona – in the background while I tossed and turned in my head whether, should I, how, if, when? In between work calls and kitchen table writing I spoke to my husband and asked him what he thought. It’s about a commonContinue reading “The Bit”
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