A Man Stood on the Corner of York and Thile

Quick note: This is a horror short A man stood on the corner of York and Thile.Backstreets, dappled by stillness on these quiet nights, are not often are filled with the shapes of strangers. Shapes brought to prominence by the hospital white saturation of a solitary street light.The shadow, a man, cut with streaks of darkness, … Continue reading A Man Stood on the Corner of York and Thile →

Stairs for Silos

‘These stairs are going to be the death of me today’, said Martin as his mind and body unified toward the idea of a ten minute break.Part-way through an explorative stretch the old labourer began to cough in pain as he reached upward and tried to twist some of the stiffness out from his lower … Continue reading Stairs for Silos →

Breakfast in the park

A windy day of nothing to do. The overcast pall of sunrise had congealed itself upon morning’s doorstep and now weakly began to illuminate the lower-lying clouds that stuck to the horizon’s edge like porridge clinging to a kitchen sink.Dissatisfied with stillness, the wind exhumed a stagnant patch of air and flung and it carelessly … Continue reading Breakfast in the park →

Bandelup v Dundelong: A Cricket Match

The following is a recording of the 1982 test match between the Balendup cricket club and the Old Dundelong rams. It has been reproduced with the tireless work of several archivists and is today presented in full and without further context.You’re listening to Balendup 1642AM. Balendup XI: Matt Hollow -Batsman Alan Hollow -Batsman © Michael … Continue reading Bandelup v Dundelong: A Cricket Match →

Holes, About Six Feet

‘Say we bury it?’ the old gravedigger rasped as his cigarette stained breath eked itself from his lungs and visibly fowled the surrounding air with an emphysemic wheeze, ‘I know a good place.’ The grey sun was setting upon the horizon with a tangible ambivalence toward yet another Tuesday–nothing good seemed to happen on a … Continue reading Holes, About Six Feet →