Foil-wrapped roti and lidless ice cream pails mark life in the raspberry field.
Butch queer desire is found and scattered again through internet images.
After finding her husband’s old walking shoes, a feisty elderly lady with dementia takes a trip to visit him in hospital, but finds a heart-breaking truth waiting for her instead.
What it takes to never quite make it there.
A mother and daughter, two moments in time, both running towards and from family.
The body becomes an urban landscape.
Queer immigrant lovers attend a phantasmagoric festival on an eve that their relationship shifts.
One woman’s blood donation kindles memories of the past and her beloved father.
An elderly man reflects on his past and, by extension, his current place in life as he goes to collect his pension and meet a friend for an afternoon drink. (Extract from Peter Bennett’s upcoming novel.)
Meghan Purvis received an MA and PhD from the University of East Anglia, and an MFA from North Carolina State University. Her translation of Beowulf was published in 2013
It was May 16, 2019 at an outpatient clinic in Riverside, California. As I was waiting for the nurse to call me back into the pre-op room, the TV showed endless footage of the near-total abortion ban that had just been signed into law in Alabama.