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Art by Sarah Emam ‘Hands are for loving’ [1] She loved me with age spots and short nails. Her skin, cracked from years of hard work, is rough against my tender cheek. Her hands caress. Don’t worry. Hands are for loving. Not the paddle, though. ‘One quick sting.’ One quick sting across a face not an hour ago, gently held, one quick sting, leaves only a small mark. Does not ‘cause harm to the child that lasts for more than a short period’ [2], so it’s okay. I’m okay. ‘Hands a

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Image from Pinterest There is a specific hollowness of the ANU Law Library at 2:00 AM. I am sitting beneath the low, flickering lights, and the air is thick with the chemical sugar smell of my three empty Red Bulls mixed with that familiar scent of old law books. For a second, it’s comforting; it’s the smell of a library, after all, until you remember that you’re literally just breathing in the dust of 1980s case law. Around me, a fortress of highlighters in varying states o