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y separately published work icon After the Carnage selected work   short story  
Issue Details: First known date: 2016... 2016 After the Carnage
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Contents

* Contents derived from the St Lucia, Indooroopilly - St Lucia area, Brisbane - North West, Brisbane, Queensland,:University of Queensland Press , 2016 version. Please note that other versions/publications may contain different contents. See the Publication Details.
Wager, Tara June Winch , single work short story

'By morning someone would die, but at that moment I couldn't have known. The only thing I did know then was that I was feeling overwhelmingly out of place in her bathtub...' (1)

 (p. 1-18)
The Last Class, Tara June Winch , single work short story
''Who brought the knife? In fact it wasn't a good idea to have a knife at school.' (19)
 (p. 19-33)
After the Carnage, More, Tara June Winch , single work short story
'I look up and I remember a veer of redstarts and house crows, the birds leaving the slip of clear sky, sky rapidly remodelling itself in ash. I'd wondered if it was the first time I'd seen the birds of Lahore from that angle.' (35)
 (p. 35-41)
Happy, Tara June Winch , single work short story

'Jules and Tomas weren't a particularly happy couple. They'd traded in their fuller, busier lives in the city a few years prior and had settled in a quiet village on the banks of a picturesque river...' (43)

 (p. 43-55)
Failure to Thrive, Tara June Winch , single work short story

'First Day

I knew if I reached the seat first, presented my argument as to why I should be president of the missions committee, they'd just let me have it. I angled my knees toward the far corner of the auditorium.' (57)

 (p. 57-72)
Baby Island, Tara June Winch , single work short story
'Guangzhou that September was thirty-six degrees Celsius, thick with humidity. It was a pleasure to arrive in my room, to escape the scent of diesel, camphor burning and onions frying, to catch the edge of a cold front pitched from the air-conditioning.' (73)
 (p. 73-85)
Easter, Tara June Winch , single work short story
'When I was younger I felt as if I could feel everything, and afterward I could own those feelings like objects to revisit...' (87)
 (p. 87-100)
Meat House, Tara June Winch , single work short story
'In front of the Hagia Sophia the woman's skirt billowed, the pleats of houndstooth becoming momentary jellyfish bell, before the woman ran from the gust, flattening the fabric with her forearms, holding tight her modesty...(101)
 (p. 101-111)
It’s Too Difficult to Explain, Tara June Winch , single work short story

'Vincent lay in the light. It fell across the trundle bed in shards the colour of brittle toffee, coming in early and sickly sweet...' (113)

 (p. 113-127)
Mosquito, Tara June Winch , single work short story
'For my nineteenth birthday I got a single-parent pension card and a bassinet. He was gone before the first ultrasound.' (129)
 (p. 129-142)
Longitude, Tara June Winch , single work short story
'When they fucked at the beginning of the relationship he would look at her face, and make an O with his lips and break a smile, lean in and kiss her...' (143)
 (p. 143-155)
The Proust Running Group of Paris, Tara June Winch , single work short story
'Avant-garde posturing - his wife liked those types of books, which further cemented Proust's general disdain for her...' (157)
 (p. 157-172)
A Late Netting, Tara June Winch , single work short story (p. 173-181)
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