There napped once a cat in a closet He dreamt of his loo and because it interrupted bedtime reached his box in quick-time where I trust that he made his deposit

Look out there! For once, just look. Look! Isn’t it beautiful? These lights in the sky, sparkling, burning, moving! Stop! Stop for just a moment. Stop the wars. Stop the fighting. Stop the name calling. Stop the hatred. Stop fighting for some stupid job so…

Ostentatious sulphur-crested king sporting gilded crown and mischievous smile, Cockatoos in different hues. Eastern spinebill curving beak, straw-necked ibis shimmering like oil on water, An iridescent rainbow of color. Brolga tall and pale stand still like Pacific herons in wetlands and Near damp retreats. In…

The closet is where monsters lived I could hear them breathing at night But during the day it was where I could escape the real monsters It was narnia, it was a spaceship It was the womb, safe and secure Where the smell of old…

Hour 8 Our Time in the time of saw silhouettes trees have teeth shadows are unrooted Saw silhouettes green can move shadows are unrooted forests clamber back Green can move first only in dream forests clamber back or wail with mobile branches First only in…

Hour Twelve Pause and reflect for cause and effect. They ask me to wait as I watch the hands of a clock hold time more than I have been- no rush, just wait biding my time in the midst of rhyme They tell me, “Wait.”…

SOUL SCREAMING Soul screaming Broken pieces Scattered into the unknown Joy Laughter Hugging gently her heart Soul screaming Letting go of Memories of the future – unreachable Happiness Gratitude Bursting like bubbles within Soul screaming Moments like petals Holding tight on her favourite flower She…

You may know everything about your closet Unless it has a door in which case, you will find that your closet may hold anything. Anything Because You Don’t Know What’s Behind The Door Oh, you may think you know, but you don’t know For Sure…

a brother  I can’t believe Ryan found him & not me , not that it matters. The fact he’s found is far more Important than who found him. But he’s thin so so thin. Muffled noise Beneath my arms: Stell I can’t breathe. Right ,…

“Gender is a spectrum,” they explained to me. My brain clicked sideways. “Like autism?,” I asked. “Something like that,” they nodded. My brain spun, then stewed, then spewed. “I’m not sure that means what you think it means.” They raised their eyebrows in questioning doubt….