August 9, 2021

The Alternate Life

A piece on lockdown 2.0 in Melbourne By Ella Grift I woke each morning, rather in the middle of the day than when the sun started […]
July 2, 2021

Exposure

Exposure. If you say it enough times, the word loses all sense and meaning. Expo. Sure.  So not sure, are we now, of anything anymore.  Exposure. […]
September 13, 2020

I miss you Melbourne – A love letter

My dearest Melbourne, The simple mouthing of your name fills me with longing, the way it sounds on my lips, Mel … booooourne, oh, what mixed […]
May 3, 2019

The Mandala Spider

His long legs creep ever so gently along the web as he rhythmically pulls and places his silk into position. We watch in awe, captivated by […]
March 20, 2019

Button on the left

The seats were filthy, threadbare. I didn’t want to sit on them. I clung to my basket and scuttled past, so as not to touch them. […]
January 10, 2019

Words

Words. There you are, my little friends. I know it’s been a while. I am sorry I neglected you, but I am here now. I know, […]
September 19, 2017

Work, can we talk?

“Can we talk? Sorry, I know this might seem sudden but we need to talk about ‘us’. “Lately something has changed, I am not sure why […]
September 25, 2016

Tea Time

She takes a sip but the liquid is scalding hot, she’ll have to let it sit for a bit. A bit, a moment in time, she’s […]
February 12, 2016

That’s My Girl

You and I fell in love, didn’t we, in that private little room, just the two of us, gazing into each other’s eyes. Your hands were […]
January 21, 2016

The Simple Things

Rain on a tin roof, chilled wine on a hot day, the crackle and spit of an open fire. The feel of the breeze on my […]