Edited by Michelle McLaren About midday by the sun. She should have been an explorer — but what is today if not an exploration? Been walking for hours. Four hours. …
REMEMBERING A DISREMEMBERED PAST: Brenda Saunders reviews Jeanine Leane’s Walk Back Over
Edited by Robyn Cadwalader In this consistently strong collection Janine Leane takes us on a journey. The title, Walk Back Over asks us to step back, take another look at …
Hiding within the Diaspora with a Sharky Pen Name
(CB Mako)
Edited by Ivy Alvarez When I first wrote fanfiction in 2013, then transitioned to nonfiction in 2016, I knew I would continue writing using a pen name. My grandfather had …
Animal (Kit Kelen)
a kind of creature my love comes of its own wilderness furry here and there dangling with suspended eye might have been a rock but moves and proves the eye …
Stains on a Map
(Linda Godfrey)
too late to hill up asparagus to blanch it, to drink tea in a Russian port in winter, torpedo the Atlantic. Reflux stains the map with the telling of your …
Tobruk to Labuan: the life and letters of Brigadier ‘Hugh’ Norman (Amanda Hickey)
As to the war souvenirs From Hugh to Ethel 7 November, 1943 Darling…If you must destroy the letters I suppose you must, but one day I thought we might write …
Migraine (Stuart Barnes)
A pain in the neck. Brume spuming at the eye’s dead centre, odd digits prodding sockets, inner ear’s even keel. Eely fevers no anal -gesic can truly cure. Half-mask …
VERITY LA POETRY PODCAST Episode 12: Aunty Kerry Reed-Gilbert
KERRY REED-GILBERT: In this edition of the Verity La Poetry Podcast, Managing Editor Michele Seminara talks with poet, activist and Wiradjuri Elder Kerry Reed-Gilbert about her work and the place …
Forty Days and Forty Nights (Lindsey Danis)
Edited by Kathryn Hummel Forty days and forty nights: a biblical honeymoon for an interfaith queer couple. We begin in Bangkok on New Year’s Eve. Jetlag mixes with our hope …
Man out of Time (Justin Lowe)
he was everyone’s friend everyone’s confidante he slotted in nicely under a crooked arm he was a kind of bellwether people would cross the room to greet him they always …