Pride poem by Iris Carden Pride is meeting and marching in Sydney and, as every year, my mind goes back through the pages of memory to a man I think of as Pride marches. When I met him, he was just thin skin spread tightly over bones. His speech was punctuated by coughing up globs…… Continue reading Pride
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Clown
Clown short story by Iris Carden Eric applied his face: white greasepaint, blue circles around the eyes, red heart-shaped lips, red circles on the cheeks. He finished it off with the red squeaky nose, purple curly wig and blue undersized top hat. In his clown make-up and costume, he was more himself than he was…… Continue reading Clown
Afternoon Walk
Listen to this post as a podcast Afternoon Walk poem by Iris Carden You saw me limping down the path, leaning on my walking stick. Whatever lead you to decide to grab a boob real quick? Was it excess weight, greying hair or disability or just being a woman, that made you target me? Perhaps…… Continue reading Afternoon Walk
Nice Guy
Nice Guy poem by Iris Carden He was a Nice Guy so the bruises when they were showed, were tiny, just fingerprints. A Nice Guy would never hit a woman, so he just yelled at unexpected times and grabbed her very hard instead. He was a Nice Guy so when she complained he would buy…… Continue reading Nice Guy
The End of the Day
The End of the Day Short story by Iris Carden “Always take time at the end of the day,” Katie’s mother used to say. “Spend some time reflecting, sorting things out, making sense of everything. There’s never enough time while things are actually happening. So take some time at the end of the day.” So…… Continue reading The End of the Day
Just Adeline
Just Adeline Short story by Iris Carden Adam was a clever and kind little boy. Some people thought it odd that he preferred to play dolls with girls, than cricket with boys, but most just put it down to him being quiet and a little shy. One day Adam said to his Mum, “I think…… Continue reading Just Adeline
Then and Now
Then and Now Poem by Iris Carden “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger” or so the old saying said. Sometimes, what doesn’t kill you just makes you wish you were dead. She’d always tried to be nice concerned with how others felt. She’d never been as concerned with protecting herself. She’d given and given…… Continue reading Then and Now
Pollie Ticks
Pollie Ticks Poem by Iris Carden the pollies are ticking tick tick tick money from big business tick tick tick listen to lobbyists tick tick tick ignore the climate tick tick tick flood, fires and more flood tick tick tick scapegoat the vulnerable tick tick tick create fake issues tick tick tick cruelty to refugees…… Continue reading Pollie Ticks
Wings
Wings Short story by Iris Carden Alice stood in front of the mirror and pinned the wings on her uniform shirt. She thought back to her childhood. Her brother Charlie had asked, “What do you want to do when you grow up?” Alice had put her arms out to the sides, run around the back…… Continue reading Wings
Monday Meeting
Monday Meeting Short story by Iris Carden Candace woke up Monday morning. That was her first mistake. Her second was going to work. She was checking her calendar with Angie in the front office when he came in. He was two metres tall and almost as wide, everything about him exuded a sense of sliminess.…… Continue reading Monday Meeting
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