‘everything we ever changed our minds about’ by Sean M Whelan
you told me
you loved it when the trees changed their minds
and covered the ground
with a million veined post-it notes ...
‘the house of water’ by Alana Kelsall
I crumple the sea in my dreams wake
to the shallow pool of my head
I should go North lose weight catch up
with the other divers hear words slip jelly-like ...
by Lidia Ostepeev
Bollywood ringtones
Brighten my film noire mornings
On suburban trains
‘busking on the bridge at Footscray Station’ by Peter Davis
The wind rhymes with the sound of their pants
brushing against their legs. The music must shift
to a higher register, whenever the diesel trains roar. ...
