On alternating Monday nights you take the green bin out with the red bin and the yellow recycling waits for the off-weeks. You remember this because you’re running down the other side of the hill and the rain that threatens to linger has softened the purple flowers to mush on the concrete so you slow… Continue reading Jacaranda
Next Sunday, June 2nd, thousands of runners will line up at the northern end of Margaret Street in Brisbane’s CBD. At 6am, the gun will fire and they’ll start the 2024 Brisbane Marathon. I won’t be among them. The plan was to be, of course. For 16 weeks I trained and through April I ran… Continue reading Non-Starter
NB: Hotfoot is a personal essay, not so much short fiction. It was my submission to the Calibre Essay Prize for 2024. It was unfortunately unsuccessful so here it is in the public eye this way instead. Still, enjoy. -- When you start running a lot everyone asks what you’re running from. They’re joking, by and large,… Continue reading Hotfoot
Zac van Manen 