‘I am full of unreal desires and worthless imaginings.’
‘She is the first dolphin mother, Peter her boy genius.’
‘A shadow gained body and grew, looming over the bed, and he caught the impression of long teeth and many limbs, smelled something claylike and vegetal.’
‘I was perfectly content with my new life until I began to write my autobiography.’
‘She feels the wildness enter her and keeps her eyes shut.’ New fiction from Eliza Robertson.
‘In a single year, my father left us twice.’
‘It must be a dreadful cross: this hot desire to join in with people who don’t want you.’
‘There is no face more familiar than one’s own.’
‘The eel I saw was the one lying deep and quiet and alone in his coppery pool in the bush.’ 2016 Commonwealth Short Story Prize – regional winner for Europe and Canada.
‘My love for him felt so total and so annihilating that it was often impossible for me to see him clearly at all.’
‘Thoughts sharpen themselves on the flints of one another and pierce me like a knife in my middle, sunk deep and twisted around.’
‘The two chameleons in a glass case appeared to interest all of them, Heinrich thought, because of their beauty and their stillness. They looked like a pale painting.’
‘Tall men that looked like insects crept out of cracks in the stones.’
‘His hands are a jewel box and I lean forward and peer in.’
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