ZoeK

About Zoe Krupka

I work as a lecturer, feminist psychotherapist, writer and supervisor in Melbourne, Australia. I was once a DJ.

Senses Working Overtime by XTC. Story by Zoƫ Krukpa

Zoƫ Krukpa Cleaning my bedroom window, Canberra, 1982 My ear was burning in the sun, and my nose, which I had just recently pierced with the aid of a needle sterilized with a match and a handy bit of raw potato, was throbbing softly. The window rag smelled of this new stuff, eucalyptus oil, which I wanted to drown the world in I loved it so much, and my music box was precariously perched on a stool.

By |2020-11-02T16:13:25+11:00January 1st, 2015|English rock, Humour, Summer stories|5 Comments
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