The Other State

None of it exists, not life, not death. There is no end, no beginning, only a continuous middle – a thread of saliva stretching through time. Somewhere between, between borders, parochialism, between he said, she said, the dead walk, and the living morph. In a sun-drenched land, disappearance is as easy as, emergence as common as. The living don’t care, the dead don’t tell tales and the law has two blind eyes. Looking for a few minutes more than the regulatory fifteen, Lizzie Madalena, a twenty-something nobody from a dead-end Australian suburb, finds infamy as a biker’s bitch. Only, these bikers aren’t regulation either, cross them and it’s your life, breed for them – same deal. And the only thing these carnivores despise more than a cheat is a cheat who cheats with their sworn enemy – inadvertently or not. Somewhere between purgatory and pain, there’s murder. Somewhere between human life and death, there’s a killing field. In The Other State there are no stays of execution, no clemency, no plea bargains – the metal cage arbitrates and the winner takes everything, down to the soul

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