(For my mother) Yesterday, a beetle crossed my road — lapis lazuli and red on black. I watched it crawl, so slow that twenty years ...

     (For my brother Michael and my sister Margaret) Our tree, lissom, muscular, Stood forever tall against wind and rain, Shading again...

I looked into her deep brown eyes tears rolled dark within a scent of pasture sweet upon her breath mood welling pity stumbling I loo...

Where do you go at night? Do you wonder where I go? Whether I am really here? Yesterday I rode the train but wasn't really there at al...

It isn’t just the impact that shocks. It’s the violence of the sound exploding your reveries. It’s the surprise of your car spinning...

‘My lungs burst like fire in dry grass. You are scarred from rib to rib  and it looks like a smile. It’s loud when the moon’s out — th...

I’m the sneaky piggely I always steal the capsicum And when the big alpha piggelys come I pretend to be retarded I’m the sneaky piggely...

Performed at GLITTER, Spoken Word Perth , May 2016 @ Paper Mountain Gallery friend’s message on facebook reveals her disguise of sexual...

From Maddie's zine Warm do not think about failure, remember that even stars fall sometimes and when they do, people wish on the...

A sleeping catbeing, black white ochre body curled, furred cheek turned      (Her free ear flicks      as I shift on the wooden stool, ...

‘My mind is a TV with no sound. And the teletext is broken. But the show goes on and I have to watch. It gets really good around 2am. Some...

! flood, come : wet the wetland . cells chime, molecules bind : a body of water stands up, stretching rain-shaking hair slick everywh...

I used to track porn sites until I realised that patting my dog was a better use of time and emotion. I used to write love songs and t...

Disharmony is not only a state of being But a colourless cube, built from converging walls Bound by the mason's mortar between the bri...

oh how I hate the park they don't they long for it they beg for the park their first words are onomatopoeic utterings meaning sw...

by Remiel Ruah (aged 7) There are things still living in graveyards Plants... trees... with golden leaves... Anyway. If I died, I...

I dreamed X in a swimming pool a man on the side with a stopwatch a race I in the water too with others all competing I dreamed X won beca...

He had tears rolling down his face He said: ‘I’ve spent all my money on speed I’ve stolen off my parents I’ve stolen off my friends I’v...

Is it really freefall Or will you bounce off bends of the tunnel Is it really freefall Or will you also pass thru gray clouds of unease ...

Ever watch a butterfly touch down? There’s no screech of tyres or smoke puff, just the fractional stopping of time as the selected leaf o...