104 x 148mm, 58 pages, Black & white printing, Perfect bound, Softcover, 2025 This new short story from Déas McMorrow is a love letter to friendship. A diary entry for the lover who does not know how to love, for those whom love chooses to spurn altogether. Marie is in part an infatuation and part a dissipation, a disintegration. Wilfully and blithely, Marie skips through a language of flowers, dripping in all sorts of fluids from ice-cream and blood to vegetable puree and mayonnaise but all with the same diffident refrain: I will not become undone. Silver spoon in hand not in mouth. And then hand to mouth. Mouth to hand. McMorrow writes with cruel precision in the spaces between disassociation and obsession, of the consuming nature of friendship, of the jealousy and horror that the patriarchy feels for a life lived without shame, as if that is only to be their thing. A genuine desire emerges for a life beyond the prison of other people’s opinions, one that is defiant and contains the unanswerable. Published by
