Lauren Foley Lauren Foley i(8785135 works by)
Born: Established:
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Ireland,
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Western Europe, Europe, ;
Gender: Female
Arrived in Australia: ca. 2010
Heritage: Irish
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1 Hut Lauren Foley , 2024 single work short story
— Appears in: AGNI [Online] , June 2024;
1 y separately published work icon Polluted Sex Lauren Foley , Rundle Mall/Rundle Street : MidnightSun , 2023 27398584 2023 selected work short story

'A pregnant woman takes the ferry to the UK.

'A fractious intimate relationship develops between an Irish woman, an English man, and her girlfriend.

'Two ungendered characters contest the same female body.

'A deserted wife takes a lover but remains unsatisfied.

'Lauren Foley's debut collection of dramatic short stories, Polluted Sex, is fearless in its depiction of women's bodies and sexuality, offering an unflinching window into Irish girl and womanhood.' (Publication summary)
1 I Don't Lauren Foley , 2020 single work short story
— Appears in: The Art of the Glimpse : 100 Irish Short Stories 2020;
1 K-K-K Lauren Foley , 2016 single work short story
— Appears in: Overland , Autumn no. 222 2016; (p. 42-47) Award Winning Australian Writing 2016 2016; (p. 179-187) 'The phone call comes while my mother is rinsing her hair in the kitchen sink, with one of those white rubber faucet attachments that don’t quite fit the tap so water spurts every which way out of its would-be seal. I can see from my vantage point sitting on the countertop that a pool is forming between the back of the sink and the windowpane; a couple of dead flies are floating, exposing their bloated bellies, and the spray from the tap is creating a waterfeature effect so it looks like the scene is missing only a miniature palm tree. My mother wrestles with the tap and hands me the hose. I angle the spray over to the flies and watch as I make them swirl round and round. Mother winds a pink towel into a turban, then jabs at my arm. I take the phone from its cradle and twist the cord around my finger. She slaps my hand, then the tap shut. Her expression says someone had better be dead.' (Introduction)
1 Squiggly Arse Crack Lauren Foley , 2014 single work short story
— Appears in: The Trouble With Flying and Other Stories 2014; (p. 73-82)
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