The Hill


I’ve solicited a woman. I’m Wellington Greta now, and she solicits women. I’ve put on a dark purple lipstick. I’m wearing the new lavender cord jacket my mum bought because I was cold. She didn’t believe that I forgot my jacket, but she didn’t know how much I was crying while packing. This woman is not part of Auckland Greta’s usual repertoire; her profile was just I’m depressed and frigid and a tongue poking out emoji. Auckland Greta goes after people who say they like books and films and burgers and things and look where that’s got me. It’s time to shake things up.


Rebecca K Reilly (Ngāti Hine, Ngāti Wai) is a writer from Tāmaki Makaurau. This piece is an extract from Vines, a novel. If you would like to read more of her work, you can’t; this is her first time being published so that’s it.

Rebecca K. Reilly’s novel Vines was awarded the 2019 Adam Foundation Prize on the night this issue was launched. — Eds