An autobiographical story about stiletto shoes, some chickens, a hole and an illiterate storytelling grandfather's dreams for his granddaughter.
Published inTincture 17(2017) and edited by the very dedicated and thoughtful Daniel Young.
In his broken-down gumboots and with his pants rolled up to his knees, my grandfather, Dedo Trajan, is sitting in the chicken coop again.
With my two eyes, I can see him from the kitchen window. With my two hands I’m twirling my two silky ponytails while, behind me, my mum is chopping the celery for the celery soup. She’s making it from the Margaret Fulton cook...
This short story explores the slightly subversive activities of three generations of females in a 'house under house' in a Macedonian village.
Published in the very wonderful cross-genre U.K. independent magazine, The Wrong Quarterly (U.K., 2017). So proud to be a part of it.
It's not always going to be like this. Soon I'll have to go back home to my quiet, one-bedroom flat in Australia. And my little nine-year-old niece, Tanja, will grow up and probably go on coffee and cabbage diets. As for Baba Slobodanka, she has a sick, sad leg that cries all the time from the hole that never healed up after her...