short stories by philippa yelland
Fallow
GABRIELLA ARMSTRONG bleared out of yet another five-hour meeting at YourBank, the insides of her cheeks shredded from chewing back the protests at the lies, hypocrisy and...
Possum in the attic
TRAPPED IN BLOODIED CAGE, the possum hiss-growls at me cooing Ohyoupoorthing as I pull her out, she biting my thumb, tipping joey from her pouch, me catching, wire-noosing her because she dares to escape, throttling her because...