nonfiction Category

Run through the jungle

Betrayal is a frightening jungle where monsters of self-doubt lurk.

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Love is a string of cheese

‘Who says a heart must be rent
At an emotional whirlwind’s whim?’ Poetry this week for the YeahWrite #416 NonFiction grid.

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Ripples

Ripples from the Christchurch terror attacks are still spreading. YeahWrite Nonfiction #415

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The Very Bad Thing and the Chasm-Exoskeleton

When I was eight, A Very Bad Thing happened.

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The Year My Tree Died

It stood rustling its tiny red berries and pea-green leaves in the northwestern corner of our yard. The Japanese Pepper was my tree.

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The dog of many names

CW: discussion of dog death I’ve had a lot of dogs over the years.

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How to Make Lunch for Your Grandson’s Girlfriend

Invite your grandson to have lunch with you. Tell him to bring his girlfriend. Your daughter has told you about her, warned you to keep your opinions on her dark skin to yourself because it’s his choice and she’s a lovely girl and he’s happy, Mum, but you’ll be the judge of that. He will […]

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Tooth Fairy

My tongue rolls over the gum where my tooth used to be, pushing the suture into the fold of my cheek. It’s no longer numb from the anaesthetic and pain relievers. There’s an ache that hunkers in my jawline, striking out towards the gum when I’m least prepared.

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A countdown of years

Seven When I was seven I started a new school. My fourth in three years. My third in Australia. I’d learned from the mistakes of the first two schools and was well on the way to camouflage. I had set down the heavy Malayalee-Malay accent I’d arrived with a little over a year previously. I’d […]

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The Collection of Strangers

I just got back from walking the dog and am seated at the long wooden table on the balcony with my second espresso, reflecting on my family talent for collecting strangers. We’ve always done it. Some of the collections have been more successful than others.

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