Unspoken
I’m sorry. I abandoned you, and the excuses are hollow; like an empty, rotting log on the forest floor. I defend my actions, hoping that …
Watching Me
Four in the morning, I’m leaving for the airportIn the mirror I see you standing at the doorWatching me,crying My eyes feel the prickle fromthe …
T’was the Night
T’was the day before LIA HILLS and all through the night,MAC authors were working to make the class right! They counted their questions and sharpened …
Mourning for Mallacoota
Dead trees rise from the hills like grey hairs on a bald man’s head,New leaves cling in clumps to straight black tree trunks,Wattles emerge under …
Chance Meeting with a Lyrebird
Shock! Horror! I can’tbelieve I would see you hereat my super-secret moundbeside this walking track full of tourists And at the exact momentI had planned …
The Luna Rose
In the small, hillside town of Wraithside, nestled deep within the heart of the ancient Whispering Forest, a legend spoke of a unique and enigmatic …
Jasmine
that first afternoonI feltthe disapproving glint in your eye—a flintsparkingfuture of rejection in innocenceI overlookedyour strength that grewlike water freezingto prise apartour defences from the …
Just a Word about Communication
The injustice and unfairness bother Sarah’s mind like discordant jazz played loud, and as her nerve endings frazzle, she resolves to do something about it. …
Acknowledgment of Country
Last night, my husband Stu and I went to a wonderful piano recital. The music was augmented by perpetually kinetic graphics on two large screens. …
Small Mercies by Dennis Lehane
This is my second Dennis Lehane book. I read the last one a number of years ago and remember it as a gritty story set …