
after Jane Dougherty
…last night’s tide left weed in lines and crescents. Continue reading

” when (?)
that next chapter of
Australia’s ancient story
began (the most modern) Continue reading

[there’s some strong language in this one]
You’ve probably seen them stealth-parked behind the amenities, maybe noticed their surreptitious routines: cold showers, pan scraping in water-saving sinks, stains on the bitumen. Inside it’s all incremental grime, having sloughed off the neurosis of clean… Continue reading

Sorry, there’s no more horns-a-plenty.
Every self-driving-avocado-blockchain-paeleo-nootropic
took a forest, a species, a river dam(n)ed. Continue reading

Still the glitter in gutters and rooftops, the petal that scalds
the cheek of the baby asleep in your arms, the shadow falls.

when I turned back
the pool
was (almost) still Continue reading

All day the southerly blew hard on the face of the the sea until, finally, around evening the wind died. On the north side of the peninsula the water was luminous – green and pink waves lined up to pearl on the cooling sand. Continue reading
Image: Markus Spiske on Pexels, Audio: Soundbible.com. After unknown.

all our tech
comes with sounds
– a ting, a poink, Continue reading