Two huge lips went shopping ​ on  a pogo stick ​ ​ for  a red satin handbag coordinated  in colour ​ ​ with  their cupid’s bow...

I met the weaver today scalloping burnished gold onto tamed hanks of lacebark, porous and sunbleached tissue thin strips of la...

(for Eric McCormick) There are all these lines without words telling you a whole story.  The portrait is a yellow table a gingko leaf...

In this drought a crack has worked its way up or down our lounge wall - a crinkle to a hairline to a mad jaw of a thing. The builder talks...

When a child starts school, so too the parents: this is a truth Cloudmother can’t escape. Here are others – when a teacher favours a ...

Che mother apy   by Mary McCallum who knew she was there hidden inside that thing that turns her girl upside down and inside out ...

tortoise: from the Greek, tartarchos; ‘god of the underworld’ i. The Fall As I fell, I burned through shame and grief and disbelief a...