Articles

Describing a reflection that no longer feels like you
There is a peculiar hush when you catch your own face in a window on a tram rattling through Melbourne's Collins Street and realise the woman staring back has…
Names folded into hotel nightstands
I check the nightstand drawer before I check the room service menu. It started as a nervous habit, a way to settle into an unfamiliar bed, but it has become…
The Scarf I Knitted for a Person Who Never Wore It
The scarf lives in the bottom drawer of my writing desk now, folded into a square the way my grandmother taught me when I was eight. It is a deep charcoal…
Turning a borrowed book into a love letter
There's a particular kind of intimacy in handing someone a book you've loved. The spine is softened, a few corners are turned down, and somewhere on the inside…
The button that flew off when I laughed too hard
I have a denim jacket that has followed me through three moves and twice around the back streets of Melbourne's laneway cafes. It was my mother's before it was…
Stains, Silence, and the Loneliness of a Diner Tablecloth
I was sitting in a corner booth of a small diner off Brunswick Street in Melbourne when I first noticed the stain. It was a faded ring the colour of weak tea…
Counting Down on a Borrowed Watch Until I Could Finally Leave
My grandmother left me a watch, but not the kind you would expect to find in a jeweller's window. It was a battered analogue piece with a leather strap that…
Writing a touch that ended too quickly
A hand on a wrist that lasted barely a heartbeat. Fingers brushing the small of a back before pulling away. The palm that grazed a cheek and disappeared before…
Why I still keep a gum wrapper from my first kiss
There is a square of silver foil sitting in the bottom of my jewellery box, tucked under a broken earring back and a theatre ticket from a production I barely…
The Skirt I Hemmed Myself While Crying
There are garments that belong to a particular version of us. A red dress can hold the memory of a first date, while a wool coat carries the smell of rain,…