What is Love? by Matt Zurbo   Dad, what’s love? (Girl and Dad walking through bush.) Hmm. See that baby kid over there using an oyster shell for a shovel? That’s loveable. (Dad and Girl in distance, Dad pointing to boy ignoring shovel, using a shell to dig sand.) And that girl filling her hair … Continue reading Day 298: What is Love?

The Farm by Matt Zurbo Elena and Gus were excited! (Two Latino kids. Boy sitting on edge of bed, rubbing eyes. Girl on bed, jumping up and down. Dawn breaking through mango tree outside window. Room, simple white walls.) They were from a small family, in a town on the plains. (Another Dad and Mum … Continue reading Day 297: The Farm

Monster Dance by Matt Zurbo   Wanda liked to dance. Nobody quite understood this. There was never any music, or reason anyone could see. She just… danced. Danced as if she had to, danced as if she might drown if she stopped. As if that’s what it took to be free. As if everything was … Continue reading Day 296: Monster Dance

Forever by Matt Zurbo (Let's have fun. Imagine a peg, standing on a base, like a little pole, or coat rack, or that thing you try and throw the rope hoops over. Imagine all the pages attached to it, as if it was the spine of a book, but the pages went all the way … Continue reading Day 295: Forever