Birthmarks

Deliberate intentions in mending and heritage

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  • ISBN: 978-1-922212-98-6 
  • Extent: 216pp
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THERE’S A STORY my mum would always tell. In the days after I was born, as I was making my innocent acquaintance with the world in the old Kununurra hospital, two old Aboriginal ladies walked through the maternity ward.

‘Ayyyy, who blungem baby dis one yow?’ one of them asked to the room of new and familiar mothers.

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Bebe Oliver

Bebe Oliver is a descendant of the Bardi Jawi people of the Kimberley region of Western Australia and an award-winning writer, poet, illustrator, speaker and...

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