Roanna Gonsalves is the author of The Permanent Resident (UWAP, 2016) a collection of short fiction exploring how the newly arrived find their place in a new land. Her series …
Apologies, I forgot you exist (Fleur Beaupert)
On the verge of this sheer pink dress fits my childhood fantasy glass slipper | Inside it I’m so brown I’m clear White gold un dress | B(l)onded into celibacy …
Damboon (Belinda Rule)
It was just Suzy and I, in the end, who drove down to Damboon on the Friday night. I picked her up after work in the big old navy-blue bogan-mobile …
VERITY LA POETRY PODCAST Episode 5: Anne Elvey and Phillip Hall on Ecopoetry
ANNE ELVEY AND PHILLIP HALL: If you’re thinking birds, trees and butterflies, take a seat. Join Anne Elvey, our Black Cockatoo Editor Phillip Hall and Managing Editor Michele Seminara as …
Trainwreck (Miguel Jacq)
Worlds away in the grey harbour of St Nazaire my second cousin reveals railway tracks encased inside shipyard walls — an over-engineered defence of resolute rust; the only steadfast structure …
The Mother Load: Consolation and Happiness in Lorraine McGuigan’s Blood Plums and Lucy Williams’ internal weather
Review by Phillip Hall These two books from Walleah Press explore our intimate familial relationships in ways that prize domestic security while interrogating the many things that would threaten it, …
The Electric Journal (David Stavanger)
Day I become ‘treatment-resistant’ to drugs. They advise me I would be better served with other recreational pursuits. Days They are talking up the effectiveness of brain damage. I recall …
Bivouac (Charlotte Guest)
The terms of our arrangement are revised every three days. You trace my bones, protruding through my skin, as we recap the clauses, their causes, and intended effects. Let’s press …
VALENTINES DAY STARS 2017! (Rachael Nielsen)
The world is on the edge of great catastrophe; Trump and Colonial xenophobia have already come after many, and though it is a time to pull closer to love and …
Exodus (David Adès)
You hold a catacomb of memories. I wait outside your door to catch fragments. How much can any of us know of what preceded? We interrogate doors we cannot pass …