Tess opens her eyes. A sandwich sits half an inch from her face, the crust nearly grazing the tip of her nose. A mangled mess of chicken shoved between two planks of frozen bread. She rolls onto her back and scratches at a crust of dried spit in the corner of her mouth. ‘Right.’ Mick […]
The Quarry Journal
A journal of creative writing by students at Macquarie University
Radio Face, Elizabeth White
Ebony Janssen was walking from the train station in her school uniform. She could feel a clammy glide of sweat lubricating the movement of her thighs. In a modest attempt to firm her thighs and put an extra shield between the world and her underpants she wore bike pants underneath her dress. They had rolled […]
The Girl Who Knew Too Much, Aylish Dowsett
‘A little knowledge is a dangerous thing. So is a lot.’ — Albert Einstein Okay, I know this looks bad. And very much illegal. But really, what else was I supposed to do other than to whack it on the head and drag it here? Don’t roll your eyes at me like that. It saw […]
The Wedding Eve, Alison Graham
Altan had hardly expected to enjoy the day of the pre-wedding celebration, but things took a significant downturn after the rehearsal. One of the girls had decided to ask him a question. ‘Shouldn’t you be with your future bride?’ she asked, teeth bright in a cheeky smile. She was a pretty thing with large blue […]
After the Phoenix, Kirsten Oakley
Your ashes are in my mouth. I swallow the bitter taste as I crouch. But I cannot follow you. They need me here. In the small bathroom their shrieks reverberate against the tiles. I want to cover my ears but my arms are weighed down with their soapy bodies. I cannot even close […]
Brief History of the Blood Curse, Celine Perczynski
It was commonly known that the Curse was not well thought out. There was humming, not shouting. No licking of stones or puppets. Though the ingredients were ground into thin powder, they were snorted not swallowed. Nothing was done properly. Still, it was not a complete disaster. Instead of turning into crows, women bleed once […]
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