July 2012

  • Reading, spelling, mathematics, science. The space between the classroom and the bag room. Full of loud kids. “Eeuh, what are ya? What are ya?” Yet again, one blocks my path, sneering, jeering. “Eeuh, Jackson, what are ya?” Little intellectual girl, they don’t want to know you’re a homo sapiens sapiens like them. Hold your spine… Read more

  • wall defensive bank rampart or army against enemy or sea defensive bank rampart army or person what enemy what sea chromed creamed painted walls I don’t tree roof I don’t sky floor I don’t earth what enemy what sea the walls! the walls! the walls! the tarmac desert distance disen- gage Dr Phil’s I will… Read more

  • Today was going to be my Day Off. It’s a beautiful sunny day and I was going to wander out, maybe take in some art, maybe have coffee with a friend or see a movie. But I find myself thinking—worrying!—about Perth Poetry Club, the weekly community event I instigated in early 2009, inspired by Melbourne’s… Read more