Gray Street

Published in The Crow, Gininderra Press, 2020 The sky has fallen on the street, With a loud crack Touch the broken town, its concrete paths transformed in the dark You reach across the whole night ...

The dirt road to your house

Here is the night, hideous and sharp see the stars, shining – a bit yellow on his face Here is the tree watching the future shivering in a reckless manner Here is the next day ...

Exhausting the vessel

the girls, they begin slowly drifting away from the shore through the tick-tick of rain She is known written in red emptied to make room for a rising fear. It comes in a slowly spreading ...