stitch our disunion into the gutshot —split my belly, suture. spare me your hand and bandage. kneel: your thighs bracket my hips as you etymologise me. anatomy of my …
Shop girl (Bronwyn Lovell)
if you are waiting for the right girl the really truly special one who blows your mind and cock and the girl shop doesn’t have her in yet you can …
Burning the donkey (PS Cottier)
Burning the donkey We were suspicious from the start. What decent man brings a wife pregnant as a pudding into a new country, unless he wants the child to be …
of home and other closely guarded things (Justine Poon)
grandmother. dawn begins a golden thread circling the dark earth and coils us back from dreams like deep sea divers inside diving bells breaching surface, breath-fog …
Glossopteris (Sophie Finlay)
bands of earth etch the transantarctic ranges cold geological burials we are linked through the exoskeletal — cambrian shells coil, mineralised bodies, the trilobite and then there is glossopteris — the …
Night Drive (Nike Sulway)
1 In early autumn we are driving home together midnight fog steaming up from some unseen fault in the world the headlights catch at a dead wallaby humped over the …
OCHRE LINES: Us Mob Writing (Kerry Reed-Gilbert, Samantha Faulkner and Lisa Fuller)
(edited by Phillip Hall) Through the looking glass by Kerry Reed Gilbert Creation surrounds me As I walk upon hallowed land Red dirt claims me The sun burns brightly on …
FREE POETRY (Janet Galbraith and Writing Through Fences)
ABOUT FREE POETRY Writing Through Fences is a group made up of writers and artists who are, or have been, detained in Australia’s immigration detention prisons, along with others who …
Antithesis (Michelle Hartman)
Antithesis I am reading Mark Strand’s poem about a man in his bedroom clipping pieces of his body away while he lays there and hums the part of me that …
The running doll (Tricia Dearborn)
the doll in my dream is one of those old-fashioned plastic dolls with arms and legs that move but this doll has no arms no head as it runs, its …