There is a tiny fist curling around the faded-blue seat in front of me on the train to Blackburn. ~ I will reach out my hand to touch the sticky, pink fingers, and they will retreat so quickly, it will make me laugh. A head tufted with soft baby hair will appear from behind theContinue reading “First Place: Things I Could Have Done After Spending Too Much Money on a White Jacket from Harvey Nichols by Donna Greenwood”
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Second Place: Faces by Katy Yelland
I first see your face not across a room of strangers but in the queue for the number 42 bus. Your hair is pink. You tuck it behind your ear as you look quickly away then glance back again. A small smile flashes across your face. Across a restaurant table, I admire your cheekbones asContinue reading “Second Place: Faces by Katy Yelland”
First Place: Dugout by Emma Oldham
I spread my legs, drawing up my sarong, the colour of burnt dust, past my thigh. The fabric clings to my skin, wet with sweat. Every Friday, Nikola takes the long way home, circling the brittle edge of our camp in Coober Pedy like a dingo sniffing heat. Nothing’s pretty in this part of Australia.Continue reading “First Place: Dugout by Emma Oldham”
Second Place: Diva by Cate McGowan
She didn’t sweat. That was the first thing I noticed about her. This was Georgia in July. Church fans fluttering like moth wings, sundresses sticking to the small of your back. Pews tacky to the touch. But that girl, that new girl in the peach dress, stayed dry as chalk. No pit stains. No shineContinue reading “Second Place: Diva by Cate McGowan”
First Place: Hold by Andrew Lang
I remember you running faster than the other mums on sports day, I remember you saying, I’m not like the others I’m way out weird, I remember you saying, dry it up and put it away, never leave anything by the sink, I remember you singing on your guitar, oh the buzzing of the beesContinue reading “First Place: Hold by Andrew Lang”
Second Place: The Worst-Case Scenario by Emily Rinkema
At the end of the first week at my new job, Tina from Sales makes me go to a lunchtime baby shower with her. I can’t think of many things that could be worse–maybe a pap smear, maybe a water park, maybe a plane crash–but she tells me I have to go, that it’ll makeContinue reading “Second Place: The Worst-Case Scenario by Emily Rinkema”
