Locked Out

Locked Out

Location Sydney, Australia 2017. Jamie has returned from his trip to the city centre. His backpack is swung over his shoulder, and he’s dressed in swim shorts and a t-shirt. Jamie:Hey – are you awake?I have a quandaryI’m locked out of my friend’s flat in...
Sigh of Relief

Sigh of Relief

Nowadays, why I cry is upside down. Like most children, sad things would move me to tears. I assume it’s because when we’re young, we’ve not grown accustomed to the world’s misfortune. Growing older, my settings have changed. Expecting the unfortunate, it can no...
Learning to Hate Fiction

Learning to Hate Fiction

I can pinpoint the exact moment that I learned to hate reading fiction. I was six years old and sitting in class, happy as a lamb inhaling the book I’d picked up. ‘Oh dear, what was this doing in there? You shouldn’t be reading this.’ My teacher lifted the book away...
My Nemesis

My Nemesis

One moment you’re making shapes on the dance floor. The next the police are escorting you outside. It was 2016, the year of ‘Pokemon Go’. New Year’s Eve had rolled around and my friend suggested we spend it at Europe’s best fancy dress...
The World as a Playground

The World as a Playground

My colleagues walked in with their coffees, and I had my bag of frozen peas. It was an autumn day, so the peas were still nice and cold when I popped them on my desk. Yesterday I had thought it just a bruise, but I was wrong. The bone had cracked. My suspicions were...