(Edited by Michelle McLaren) Her skin crawled with sweat. She gathered her shirt and let the hot air seethe up her spine, to her bra, to her lymph nodes, where the …
The Bridge I Must Walk Across (David Adès)
The Bridge I Must Walk Across Is this what it means to be lost? Stuck inside my skin — unable to shed it, unable to grow another — I am …
Breaking News (Justin Lowe)
there had been no end of rumours of a coup. plates kept clattering in the palace kitchen, the linen-beaters worked strange hours, people began to talk of a giant stalking …
Easily the Hardest Thing (Jane Downing)
Was there any normal anymore? The others in the waiting room were at either end of a spectrum, tottering on an unfair seesaw between the obese and anorexic. The woman …
Madera Ranchos (Emily O’Grady)
I eat Peach Jewels warmed on a tea-stained paper plate, fleshy centres rich as yolk— yellow shell flakes and falls like confetti on insect-flecked cement. And though the copper lab …
Poems from Borroloola Poetry Club: Diwurruwurru (Phillip Gijindarriji Hall)
Borroloola is remote town located in the Gulf of Carpentaria, Northern Territory. It has a population of around 600-700 people in the Dry Season; and approximately 800-1000 people in the …
The Sandpiper (Gregory Piko)
I have flown a wide open ocean where waves break and boil like crested terns in a rookery I have flown a sweeping plain where grasses sway on the breeze …
2016 Election Day Stars! (Rachael Nielsen)
The cold is upon us and so is the election. If you’re not out badgering everyone you know as well as the odd stranger to vote Greens you will be …
On the Freeway (Yuan Changming)
Driving through a forest I saw a deer Standing alone still Like what I wish to watch: Every human is so busy Passing by Changming Yuan, a nine-time Pushcart …
HIS MANY MOUTHS (Angela Gardner)
Monkey king stretches his four hands out to the sun love and desire his radiant avenue. Nothing goes through this fire :the huge expanse, cramping his hands for the monsters. Above, …