My memories are stacked cheek by jowl in the back of my mind. All of the interesting places I've been, all of the different lives I've seen, all of the cultures I've learned about, smells, tastes, music, smiles, ideologies. The different expressions I've seen and danced, the embraces, the kisses, the hardships and luxuries have … Continue reading Writing dust
Month: June 2019
Expressing anger
I wish I had another way to express myself when I'm angry. Writing intellectualises it, and I want a more primal expression of my rage. I want to scream with creation, splash my anger across a canvas, rip and tear and shred and end up with a representation of how pissed off I am. I … Continue reading Expressing anger
Tiananmen Square
In 1989, my father wrote a letter to the Chinese Ambassador to Australia, a man I had previously met over spicy jellyfish during a banquet he hosted in my father’s honour. Dear Sir,Having recently witnessed the heartbroken tears of my sixteen-year-old daughter I am compelled to write to you to condemn, in the strongest terms, … Continue reading Tiananmen Square
Sarah Bonnar 