My body aches  from a fractured dream where you appeared: disassociated, dislodged, disempowered.  You appeared through…

Town is modern, Town is bustling, Town is central, Town is mending – From all the…

There’s a story I’m writing,  about the pitfalls of being female, the dangers, the darkness, the…

There’s a beat to this town, a music to the madness, a rhythm to the radiance.…

On a date farm 80ks out of Mparntwe, I’m on adventure of a different kind, through…

There’s a beauty in banality, they say.  A shared experience,  a definition of fem, a labour…

Moonshine provides natural light,  Soft and ambient, Wistfully landing, Amongst the Ghost Gums.  Unlike the sun, …

I wanna do beat poetry, to the sound of an Emu, the rhythmic dook dook dook,…

Your identity politics isn’t poetry –  he yelled across the room in a wave of angst…

At the base of my room, a Splendid Fairyren has come to play.  He flicks and…