lying face down (pissed) in a pool of her own vomit more than anything else as a child she’d longed to be able to see into the future
Peaches (Jennifer Compton)
Now you are making me laugh and remember. We had a peach tree next to our septic tank. Over the years the tree had dug its roots well and …
Onya Mum (Brad Frederiksen)
Hey Mum! Tell me what you think about this one. . “Something is wrong with a tradition when you’ve got a situation where the ones we are hurting are you …
Nights of Wine (Jasmin Shenstone)
We drink Our lips turn purple Our faces pink The conversation leaks From loose lips
Fumbling a Potato on a Train in Albania (Kent MacCarter)
1. Yanked crisply into movement like a trout caught napping … on judgement – its arcs the cartoon reel I suited …
Definitions of Phone on the Web (Shannon McKeogh)
He calls her sad like a heart-beat shiver cold, damp socks from walking on the squishy squash of slugs grudges like the smiles on cigarette packets tar, yellow-coated rot …
Bonfire (Vicki Thornton)
from that first delicate flame circling match dry twigs curling over branches hissing sap snaps and cracks as it forces itself upon the dead then fire surges snakes over …
Frangipani (Lyn Reeves)
This morning’s walk down the wet gravel drive – bush on either side, orange gum blossom torn by last night’s wind, its bright threads scattered. Wallaby tracks indent the …
self-portrait – with wires, city, no clothes – (Stu Hatton)
i am open and open and open (the city, sleepless) city, be slow with me, city … slow down … (i love you) though back home on my body hair …
self-portrait – with wires, city, no clothes (Stu Hatton)
i am open and open and open (the city, sleepless) city, be slow with me, city … slow down … (i love you) though back home on my body hair …