Domestic Detail in the House of Dreams

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“Ladies and Gentlemen. Children of All Ages.”

Natasza is bouncing her ball in the hallway of her grandparents’ house. It’s a red ball, big and shiny, and she loves it. On the Minton floor, it...
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Hallways and Doorways

Hallways… The hallway is full of shadows of those who chose a door, I choose not to choose and stay with the trace of those who have gone before. You...
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Still Life

I don’t use the table any more. Well I can’t, it’s covered with so many half-finished projects that there isn’t a bare or flat space on it. I pass...
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Gas Mark Zero

A kitchen should be at least warm, but this one is cold, bone cold, as cold as my name; Chantal. Chantal, it sounds light, like vapour rising from...
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Never trust an egg. You don’t know how it’ll roll

Dada egg As he watched the egg flip out of the frying pan and flop to the floor, he knew it was going to be an ignoble death. Not honourable, not...
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When a bad woman does the housework

“A little water clears us of this deed” – Lady Macbeth *** Monday I was fair of face a washing of my linen o with all the week to dry All white,...
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TV Before and After the Watershed

Before - Watching with Mother Draw the curtain against the day to see the flickering light make the shape of another world. Mother sits on the...

Comfort Break

A Toilet by any other Name We called it the dunny much to our mother’s disgust, to whom 'toilet' was too base a term, reminiscent of effort, labour,...
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Bonne nuit et fais des beaux rêves

My bed is crisp. Its linen is a bright yellow, a dandelion pattern, hazy lazy vivid in a dark winter light. The dandelions are blowing their seed...
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Cellars in the northern and southern hemisphere - part 1

To subdue the forest and till the fields (after HP Lovecraft) It’s winter time and I’m walking in the woods. The light is fading, wrapping itself...
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Cellars in the northern and southern hemisphere - part 2

A Cloak of Feathers ‘Ka mate te kāinga tahi, ka ora te kāinga rua.’ – Maori proverb Layla was awake. A sound, which she could not quite identify, had...
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Telephony

The instrument of excuses, or answer phone messages left by my father Message left at 2.30 p.m. on 23rd January Kate, it’s your dad. You didn’t give...

Saturnalia

Watching West Brom in the Winter Here, you are most yourself, child-like and grounded. Back to your roots. There’s a Chaucerian rhythm to the walk to...
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The House of Dreams Bids you Farewell

The House of Dreams is moving on. It’s putting dust sheets over the furniture and packing its things into boxes. It doesn’t really want to leave, but...