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Category: Fiction

Of course, there’s no point writing oneself into a corner or being labelled a one trick poet. So I’ve started writing fiction. Actually, I’ve always written prose. Poetry is for – oops.

  • Black Belt

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    2 min read

    It does not have the strength to hold me. Jogging on pavements in the winter dark. Learning how to fall into judo. I never did make it past white. It does not have the strength to hold me. The threat of black against my neck. Shoe polish. The slightly-quivering chair. Stillness and silver belts. The…

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  • Skylines

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    5 min read

    If you’re already feeling like reading this is going to make you late for work, you’d better read it anyway. Or run for that train. The title might give you a hint of what it’s about but they’re usually deceptive. From inside this East Brunswick net-cafe, for example, the only skyline I can see is…

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  • Then We Fled

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    5 min read

    When the sound of the firecrackers morphed into the sound of explosives, I knew it was time. My uncle’s shop, the opening of which the firecrackers was intended to bless, went up in a single sheet of white flame, the target of a shoulder-held missile. I quickly shaved my head, assembled my possessions (the book,…

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  • Gucci Milk

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    2 min read

    Gucci milk laced with honey, captured on DVD. The long, slow passion milk of deferral and delay. Cargoes sweating in holds. Sold at small card tables on the streets of Shanghai, alongside orange quick-call phones and bolts. Batteries and pin-head chips that store our deep-freeze desires, our ceiling fan dreams. Milk girl, tall lady. Hair…

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  • Fake Crazy

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    3 min read

    Wah! We were going fake-crazy in the hutongs – fake upside-down Nike logos, fake cigarettes, fake yawns, fake camo gear etc. We looked on incredulously as the steamed bun seller stared at the sky through a one Yuan note, making sure it was counterfeited. Even then, the buns were just a mass of fake air…

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  • Heroin Archers: “Helium Parachute”

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    1 min read

    DNRC064 | LP | 2007

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  • Tofu Kangaroos: “Gamey”

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    2 min read

    DNRC063 | EP | 2007

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  • That’s Buddha (demo)

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    3 min read

    I’ve uploaded this original demo version more for posterity than for any other good reason. But that’s Buddha.

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  • Cold & Sore

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    3 min read

    In the rejection halls I began planting volcanoes, my lips the Pacific Rim on fire – but Oahu! Boy, I needed a holiday, needed to see the lava spray against the midnight rocks, then plop back into a pool complete with bar. We were really in the centre of things there, literally. Or, in the…

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  • The Avian Sars: “Whilebird Chirpings”

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    1 min read

    DNRC062 | 7″ | 2007

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  • The sad houses of the Ice Queen

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    2 min read

    The towers of her private agony shut out even the night, no lamps or open windows – just two red lights on top blinking away her tears, so the airplanes won’t get smashed. And who was I to be there, looking up at the dizzying heights grown crooked, in the rain, without her face? Someone…

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  • The In Jokes: “Yew’ll Never Bee Apart (of IT)”

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    2 min read

    DNRC061 | 7″ | 2007

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  • Super Grope: “Where Will We Be In Fifty Beers?”

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    2 min read

    DNRC060 | CASSINGLE | 2006

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  • Catholic Autistic Terrific: “Every Clown Has A Silver Lining”

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    2 min read

    DNRC059 | LP | 1968/2006

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  • Mead: “Onza Rocku”

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    2 min read

    DNRC058 | LP | 2006

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