by phoenix | Aug 24, 2023 | Personal, Poetry
i am sitting in a darkened cinema rolling a spiky metal ringup and down my fingerspressing in sharpto stop myself scratchingsigils into skin again it’s history soup that has been...
by phoenix | Oct 31, 2022 | Speech
[Speech given at the Melbourne Bisexual Network Annual General Meeting 2022] I’d like to start with acknowledging the custodians of the lands we’re meeting on. I’m on the lands of the Wurundjeri Woi Wurrung people of the Kulin Nation. I recognise...
by phoenix | Mar 13, 2019 | Poetry
There are no platypus under the bridge again today. It’s the fourth week in a row and we all ask each other Instead of hello, “Seen any platypus?” — hopeful And each time, it’s “Not today… not for a while…” None of us know whether it’s...
by phoenix | Apr 24, 2018 | Poetry, Story
This is where you make your wishes after all, three sheets to the wind, thumb rubbing up the brown glassy condensation, wistful, dreaming of Kristobal or Mirabella or Carlos, in your bars and your nightclubs, sweat and grind, the neck of the bottle...
by phoenix | Apr 23, 2018 | Poetry
These things are the signs that, despite everything,there is meaning and order in the world:Fibonacci spirals on shells and ferns,on cactus and fingerprints, hurricanesand the spiral arms of galaxies;lattices in chrysoprase and mookaite,lapis lazuli and...
