Australian summers are hot, even into the night sometimes, and this night at the Family Inn was one of them, soaking shirts t… Some barely remembered Aussie ba…
I don’t want to be pretty with you… or cute with the perfect look and pictures. I want to kick ass. I don’t want people to like us
I think you’d been drifting away from us, even before you ended up in this sterile hospital bed. But you seem to have caught
By day, I live this plain life of cups of coffee and café sandwic… with ham and cheese and sometimes… if I want to be a little risqué, I ask Paul or Paula (yes, that’s…
The grief was a ball in your chest… a tangled dirty weave of fears and… not appropriate to have yet, as if they would be a self-fulfilling cu… Each long, drawn out day was
Barnaby sat glowering like a salt… in the parliament this afternoon. Success with schooners at lunch and an unscripted moment in which he said “Grayndler” five…
Our first real transgression was in the park in the dark, on th… Then later, on the floor while my commitment slept in the next room, snoring quietly
Manufactured from a million ill-fitting participles blinking the [abort] light of syntax error overload, I am that demon
I have grieved the growing power, the vanishing grace, the stateless state, of the victims of bombs. I have mourned at the empty hole,
There are so many things forgotten… but only a mere handful remembered… and among those unforgotten ones, many wait, hovering on the cliff o… If I could just collect up all th…
Envelopes with gaudily printed car… meaningless mass-produced wishes, cheques to fly to the momentary mo… Books instead of love and tight smiles instead of belly…
Your silhouette in the doorway is a light shining from within you to inside of me. Your arm raised in greeting is strength to my tired arms.
I’m surrounded by the little gods: the gods of grey days who breathe… keep us at dew point, push us beyo… into a spritz or rain, and further… who sometimes leave the scene at t…
Hand sanitiser has been such a sol… lately, patrolling the lines of ou… the love-line so we can continue t… but especially the life-line, you… Soap has been a pretty solid citiz…
Mobilised from Puckapunyal one su… The walking dead and maimed do not… In sharp lines of saluting slouch… Just march away clean chinned and… No thoughts here of smokes hanging…
