Ralph Malvern
By American Creek there’s a fig tree with someone’s name written on its trunk. I hesitate to say mine. Okay, yes. In some fit of adolescent vanity I carved the initials RM there one day, after school. Never have gone…
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American Creek
I’m slowly writing an epic poem about a totally fictitious family living in Wollongong in the 1980s. My eventual plan is to make a movie of the poem, starring each member of my own family as themselves.
American Creek I
i. By American Creek there’s a fig tree that’s been chopped off at the waist. Nothing but a brown stump remains. it’s the reason for my suburb’s name. & as for mine, you ask? Ralph will do. Mr Malvern to…