August 9, 2021
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 […]
May 3, 2019
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
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. 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, […]
March 19, 2018
Out it flutters when I open the pantry door. A tiny, light brown moth with silver on its tips. It’s insignificant but still gets under my […]
March 2, 2018
Here it is, the last day of abstinence. I have ‘detoxed’, ‘cleansed my liver’ and proven to myself that I am not an alcoholic. This is […]
February 4, 2018
Everything is ready. I packed my bag last night and laid out my uniform like mum suggested I do. Everything is stiff and new, unfamiliar, the […]
September 19, 2017
“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 […]
March 12, 2017
I am sitting on the couch in front of the TV. We are all there as a family, all except my father. We are sitting with […]
September 25, 2016
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 […]
January 21, 2016
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 […]