In her speaking she returns to us and I, with my Not-I awake, and going about my day, walk with Earth behind my lids, two by two, and breathing thus,...

It’s 10am. He’s already talked to the birds and flowers If to be human is to be baroque, he would like to feel more involved, or more complex. Originality is...

“So the plan is the dingoes wipe out goats then we come back and humanely shoot those dingoes because they’ll have tracking collars so we can find where they go....

bass strait roaring. or i imagine them calling, a pod of tankers well wishing me home from the shops. sliding between twelve thousand years like cigarettes flattened amongst parked umbrages....

Escape that bitumen travel until travel to where You see a woman (man) scapes before you the man (woman) may not claim to being poets Girl – Boy – leaves...