by phoenix | Oct 7, 2002 | Uncategorized
There was a poetry competition at the Dan O’Connell: Ted Lord asked for a line to give people and all the poems in the comp would have to use the line. I’d recently been walking in the rain and had come up with the line “the rain only strikes me every...
by phoenix | Sep 9, 2002 | Uncategorized
So, here goes. Recently, a CD of poetry called You Talkin’ to Me? was launched. At the gig, a fairly well-known Melbourne poet performed two amazing pieces of poetry. She’s tall, incredible… with a deep deep voice. When I watch her...
by phoenix | Sep 8, 2002 | Uncategorized
I resisted. Oh, how I resisted. And now I have succumbed. I find myself surprised to find so many people I knew already here. A little guilty reading their lives, as if I’m prying. As a diary-writer of years, feeling surprisingly shy...
by phoenix | Mar 1, 1992 | Uncategorized
… not conservative. It is my strong hope and desire that queer is not heterosexist, homosexist, sexist, racist, or holds any other prejudice but experience within the ‘queer community’ has sadly proved me wrong. Queer would usually be used to...
by phoenix | Mar 1, 1990 | Uncategorized
The room is white with camp beds set up in rows. Dakin sits up on one of them, rubbing his arm as the nurse withdraws the needle. “You can go out to the food now,” he says. “It’s free.” “I know,” says Dakin. He gets up and walks out the door in the opposite...
