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buddha three machine
This one’s a secret, between us three. You, me and Buddha – our secret machine. A dim machine with four long limbs, two hearts and one desire. Explodes upon impact with water or fire. A new machine in time, its…
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July 2006
Here comes the judge
For the first time ever, I’ve been asked to be a judge for a short story competition. The competition, organised by the City of Boroondara, features three categories: Open Short Story (judge Paddy O’Reilly), Young Writers Poetry (judge Bulk Ace)…
Texting Templates
Please call a doctor. I’m losing blood. There isn’t much time. I’m at home. Please call a doctor right away. I mean it. Hang up the phone, then dial the number. It’s on the fridge. Above that one. Right. You’ve…
Every Single Saturday Is Stocktake Day
two buddha machine
Send me your sunshine. Only you can make this buddha machine run. When there’s just one the drone creeps and the loops begin to skip. Buddha needs two machines to set up his feedback mantra, his fearful explosions. Buddha’s playing…
Poetry Picture Show
In breaking news I’ve been chosen as one of 10 poets to participate in a project organised by Johanna Featherstone’s The Red Room, a Sydney-based arts company specialising in poetry projects for screen, radio, print and real space. Entitled Poetry…
The Heat-Ray
No one would have believed in the middle of an already bleak Antipodean winter that cylinders of heat would one day be passed out to individuals as a last refuge against atomic chill. Silver cannisters cold to the touch but…
Polka Dot
My co-pilot loves polka dots. I love their simple English. Dots that could connect me to the whole world if I wanted, and I do. Polka dot scarves for summer picnics and walks through symmetrical green gardens. Polka dot shirts…
Jason Malvern
I can feel the nettle, stuck in my leg, this remnant of Nebo’s glory, shoved deep inside my thigh, and poisoned too. I can just imagine the swelling there, and the pain. Totally worth it. An opportunity I’d never had…
