It was Summer, and my cousins and I were swimming in Lake Karapiro on the North island, a perennial family gathering favourite. There was Marcel, the oldest cousin, Thomas a year or two …
The falconer stood on the edge of the roof, watching his protégé spiral down towards the graveyard. Gripped gently in her beak was a splash of red, the falconer’s contribution to the …
On the day the universe was destroyed, Timothy was visiting the zoo. He had just arrived at the reptile enclosure, marching past the various venomous snakes and basking lizards to where his favourite …
I’m used to stares, stares I can handle. I respond to them like a painting would; unblinking and seemingly unconscious of its spectacle. Even the wide-eyed curiosity of a child can’t ruffle my …
