Even the yams came sealed in cling film. Walking home from the supermarket, we weren’t sure if we could toss our banana peel into the pedicured shrubs adjacent to the footpath. So we stowed it back in our bag.Read More
The creature never introduced itself.
It walked through the front door one evening, sat down in the lounge room and started laying out its things. We were all too polite to ask its name, or where it was from, or why, indeed, it had visited us. So, we just... never spoke about it.Read More