skin is drum tight and has no rhythm
7 turns 8 and the new watch arrives. It’s water resistant. We wait for a trickle past her knee. 4 might make it to 5 in a few weeks if he’d just Keep your hands to yourself! 2 will probably wake early...
View Articledomestic
milk grog face she sleeps in the inside of my elbow like half in a hammock in the other hand the rattle of lego up the tube I’ve never been so domestic as right now think I’ll go empty the fridge of a...
View ArticleAshes
(inspired from David Stavanger @readerinres ‘ashes’) a bruised face records the good shots an inelegant swann spins from vulture street I miss the hill – I don’t miss the dog track – what happened to...
View Articlewhen words sit and listen
. I stroll in with a satchelful of spoken-phrases ink sympathy on A4 he reads out of his hand held screen unpolished smudged with struggle she sings through fumbled chords a two hundred year ache in...
View Articleone of those council parks
with boom gate entrance secluded eucalyptus tables and seats sit empty in the shade the carpark full all the paths lead to themselves rough pebbled short and bendy past a struggling bottle brush...
View ArticleWhat if…‘Eddie Gilbert Selected’
. for the Australian xi given a ticket of leave from the aboriginal camp west of Brisbane on a chaperoned train ride to Adelaide instructed to Bowl Fast as you can at England there’s...
View Articlesenryu #P
another attempt the dashboard dog shakes its head . . . Haven’t written much in a while. Happy to be playing with this short form again.
View Articleto walk over there
it just became more and more difficult to wear the responsibility of skin. never a glance down a barrel aimed with shot yet this is the modern loaded gun; glances packed with distance and sure you’ve...
View Article(g)rug
the koala tucked legs of squirm disturbed sleep and grasp clenched fist each child I consider shaving this chest
View Articletoo much early
I hand a pre-dawn pocket of coins over her industrial estate face-for-the-boys she’ll sell fifty of these paper wrapped breakfasts before 7 thinly sliced pig, fried chicken fetus on finely-milled...
View Articleoff colour
I’m painting the house the wrong colour just a smidge too yellow-based myurrrk instead of the blue-based green I wanted the next coat will cover it but I’ve got to use up this 15 liters and each...
View Articleall impromptu and barefoot
after putting the bins out on the road I take my daughter in my arms and walk the trails behind our place because sunset has activated the birds and she says Oooh as our eyes track a large...
View Articlethinking Queensland (while in California)
mango moon don’t go to sleep I’m not finished with you I haven’t posted in a while and found this among my haiku sketchings. Just something hot and sticky while I watch the mountains turn white here...
View ArticleRegulations
Walk your Skateboard! Umm… pardon? Walk your board across the bridge! I stop. Swap my ten month old daughter to my right arm and kick the board to my other hand, call out to my three sons on...
View ArticleA warm winter’s bank
I sit reading Snyder on a cedar log skateboard there’s a wattle tree next to the river I stand and go to it to touch it’s yellow existence and while i’m still stunned by it being here in california a...
View Articlethere’s always a reason
it’s not always the little rusted spring that slipped off the governor on the mower I borrowed
View ArticleCudgera Creek (Hastings Point, NSW)
it is low tide and the upside down pelican is kissing its own reality graceful awkward funk gullet an insect-leaping mullet wobble dreams the scene gone
View Articlebecause it is a fine day and
someone made the rule: no one should have to school on their birthday it’s my birthday and we do the right thing we school for everyone has to work or study when the day falls on a Wednesday and why...
View Articlehomeschool ravens
after days of rain we need to leave the house is all spelling and online math lessons wwhaat’s fo-or diiinnner and the constant repertoire of piano that sometimes accompanies the theatre of my nightly...
View ArticleUrushoil: Watch Yourself
Watch yourself guys near these leaves of three along and off the trails we stroll – the anointed pretty little leaves how wet and ready to wipe fire across your skin look how the bees search buds and...
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