The Knife
By Sue Gourlay Tom told Benny; yeah sure, he’d definitely seen it, true. But I knew he hadn’t because there was no way he would have just stood there like that, looking through the water and not even trying to … Continued
By Sue Gourlay *Polo at Portsea is a female coming-of-age story with sexual/erotic content.* (Note added by Geelong Writers) When Sally and I first went to bed, we wrapped our arms around each other and pretended we were making love … Continued
By Jenny Hurley & Victoria Spicer Could there be any better way to spend a wintry weekend than in historic Dunkeld with a hundred or so fellow readers and writers? The second Dunkeld Writers Festival boasted a stellar line-up of … Continued
By Sue Gourlay It’s not just my way of promoting a sustainable lifestyle. Think of the money I’m saving buying all these recycled dresses and skirts, jumpers, hats, gloves, shoes and socks. Yes I admit, most friends pooh-pooh the … Continued
By Kat Skarbek Her face is soft and pink in repose – childlike but for the snow-white hair fanned limply across the hospital pillow. Her face is remarkably unlined for someone as old as she never wanted to be. That … Continued
By Kat Skarbek Black Country England in the 1960s was anything but swinging. It was a place of dirt and hard labour and sweat. The streets were full of terraced houses, knitted together in red brick rows, pulsing with the … Continued
Image: Distillate of Tears by David Jones emicimages.com By David Jones This poem is from my book, The Taken, a series of photos and poems to highlight the trauma of our Stolen Generations. DISTILLATE OF THE DETAINED They quailed … Continued