We are asking all members of the public / to be on the lookout for / a bluff, chuffed eager geezer / who’s got the unearned charm of a stolen hotel towel…
Fragments of an Overheard Conversation…
Once You Have Chosen a Headstone for the Last of Each Species of Rosa Please Choose from the Following Inscriptions and Symbols: …
Autograph (The Little Green Glove)
We’d made a cult out of the opposable thumb, as if it were a reason why the rest of the world could be allowed to disappear.
COLOUR THEORY (PRIMARY)
Three girls at a table in the Market Bar with an overpriced jug of sangria. / Sometimes words are enough. Sometimes memory isn’t.
Expert
I will outline a light switch / in black so you won’t miss it. How / the pendulum swings with the / sun in your eyes. The hung crystal / in the window refracts faint greys, / blues, yellows.
LAUREL CANYON
…we’re playing parts, but i wouldn’t act / in any other bullshit play.
Four Untitled
My new formula for grief: who might survive, who, with hammer, might crucify.
Being Ecological
My favourite podcast is about the end of the world / It’s the big new thing happening. / It is already happening.
The L’s – Judy Annear
the writer does not write / the words that are there / or the words that are not . . .
Haang Saan
I could come closer to tickling / the neurons, pulling them a // part, making connections / between the benevolence of a // bright summer’s day and my inability / to perceive reality accurately . . .
Dear John
how can i / keep eating / popcorn when / i’m going / out of fashion / been going / been going / been going . . .
ANY CRYSTAL CAN PURIFY YOU…
and the oily rainbow aura on the spirit cluster flakes off / as the treatment fades while I still alone and addicted // to new knowledge in my liquid crystal display
ransack – essa may ranapiri
Tumbling through the cunt of Elizabeth I, kissing boys and kissing girls, I lock myself inside my house with 365 rooms and fifty-two staircases.
2 from Nunes
Humility / Taken on the rocks / With double shot and / Uber driver waiting. . .
ANTIPHONIES
a weighty jewel of a sun-bound / harkening, reaches (again) the memory / & malady of a doubtable god, part- / unseen, emergent. // On kite wings, we qualify.
Living
Your hands are like fists all the time now. Lick the webbing / between your cats’ toes and wish they could set you right. / Know that they never can.
Louis Klee
Rivers I could hear their voices long before I knew what they meant (Wrong.)boiling glue in corridors, goose feathers disinterred from snowsomehow still as white as butter. Apart from this, everythingopened like the prospect of a good mood, fish eggs easyin the dark inundation. The wide berth is given. But is it? No, No, No,… Continue reading Louis Klee
Hao Guang Tse
W/ the aim of poisoning the pure minds of the youth John says history surprises us less than us our selves wellsunflowers shock me most most or best infacthere esp ecially sosince the war against sentiment gave memy glass back thatbag of beaten goldin time would be found filled & so leader o please tell that long title… Continue reading Hao Guang Tse
Ellen Morgan Butler
Supermarket 10pm The snack aisle strikes me as too peppy. AndI tripped on my own shoes trying to self-checkout too many apricots. Nina Simone on lowvolume’s really bumming me out. This year,I cried in your kitchen while you made crepes.I stole a tub of ricotta cheese. I was lateon purpose and I never did my… Continue reading Ellen Morgan Butler
Issue 11 / 2020
Brett Cross, Ellen Morgan Butler, Lisa Samuels, Murray Edmond, essa may ranapiri, Ruby Solly, Amy Leigh Wicks, Vanessa May Crofskey, Dave Drayton, Jake Goetz, Pascalle Burton, Michael Farrell, Judy Annear, Louis Klee, Claire Albrecht, Louis Armand, Toby Fitch, aj carruthers, Emily Stewart, Pam Brown