Finding Girrawandi WHEN HE EMERGED from the rainforest after he, his brothers and father had set out eight months before, Simon... By Louis Nowra
The colour of death SOME PEOPLE LOSE perspective regardless of the occasion. Brigit is prowling at the edges of Loney Tonkin's funeral and... By Doug Hall
The red wheelbarrow I HEARD A growl, deep and low, and then a yelp. I had been lying awake – I always... By Maria Takolander
Finding the angles ‘EVERY WOMAN ADORES a fascist.'– Sylvia Plath 1. The puppyWITH PAUL, SEX has become vicious altruism: Come on, I'll give you... By Lee Kofman
Paul’s first day PAUL WAS ALWAYS the first person to be killed. I met him at his practical exam. The trainees were waiting... By Georgina Luck
The other side of the world TELL ME A story, the boy said every night. So I did. Every night, a different story. Fairytales, Dr... By Sherryl Clark
The end of Pippa, the beginning of Claire SHE WASN'T ALWAYS like this. Starched and furrowed. She was still young, or youngish. She had everything, people said:... By Toni Jordan
Her boredom trick WHEN CLARA FINALLY arrives, she is not only half an hour late, she has also brought her dog with... By Georgia Blain (1964–2016)
The disappointment IT IS USUAL for The Disappointed to come in pairs, but Bonnie always comes alone. In the small, overheated... By Danielle Wood
The raft SCHOOL WAS FINISHED for the year, and only two days into the holidays we had the makings of a... By Edwina Shaw
Mrs Clause’s Christmas SAINT NICK WAS getting on, after all – he for one was not surprised to have fallen ill, at... By Will Elliott
The composer THE MOTHER OF my daughter's best friend called him ‘the composer'. She said she bought ironbark honey from him,... By Patrick Holland