Andrew M May
Bio
Andrew M May lives in a small town in the outskirts of Perth, Western Australia. He is interested in many forms of writing, including poetry and crime fiction and is currently working on a childhood memoir.
Stories (4)
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My Fortress
I sink my knees into the soft soil and press my face hard against the chicken wire, watching quietly as Mum hangs the last of the towels then takes Nicky’s hand and leads him up the steps. The back door clatters. That’s them inside now, I figure. They won’t be out again for hours. I turn and, leaving a snake trail behind me, I slither back through the dirt to the front of the house to see what’s going on there.
By Andrew M May4 years ago in Families
The Southern Cross
It’s dark before the Americans leave. They are four young chaps with shiny white teeth and the shortest hair I’ve ever seen. Before they go, they give Mum a list of all the stuff they’ve delivered. Among the stuff that's listed, there are beds, mattresses, sheets, tables, chairs, a lounge suite, knives and forks and plates. You name it, it’s there. And the Yanks tell her there’s no hurry to return it all.
By Andrew M May4 years ago in Families
Learmonth
It’s the middle of winter and it’s ninety-three degrees. We’ve been boxed inside a MacRobertson Miller Airlines Fokker Friendship for the best part of a day, only to end up in the middle of nowhere. It’s Thursday, the 8th of June 1967, and I’m just seven years old.
By Andrew M May4 years ago in Families
