Elio Novello (Western Australia)

empty chrysalis butterfly awakened by caterpillar’s dream Elio Novello (Western Australia)

The garbage bins in my street stand to attention on Monday morning, dressed in uniform mission green, out there on parade in neat rows, ...

Everyone is on their phone, Ipad or Kindle except for the old man next to me. He clutches his shopping bag and stares out the window at ...

How was it? You, lover of water and wave, swimming alone, getting into trouble, floundering, panicking, arms flailing, hands clutchi...

On my way to work, I saw the pelicans perch like pterodactyls with folded wings, on the Kwinana Freeway light poles. The black cockatoos...