Jaia Hamid Bashir spoke with Hobart editor, Breen Nolan, about her debut poetry collection, The Afterlife of Sweetness, how she sees the self as a kind of fiction and her love of making
And as I darkened, I needed nothing.
in large, friendly, white type on the chest, is the name of a sex toy for men.
There were times I could barely leave bed, but he insisted we spend weekends in Palm Springs.
Or maybe he’d become enamored with another OnlyFans model with a bigger butt and perkier tits and a more welcoming smile.
He unfolded his best plastic chair and sat it in the pool. He’d sweat and drink more liquor and point his gun at the ocean.
“I should punch your lights out. But that wouldn’t do either of us much good would it?”
"I loved reading Exit, Carefully. It’s unusual, and in my opinion exciting, to publish a play without previously receiving a major production."
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