umbrella? no way not for me you don’t get it i don’t need an umbrella want blessed rainfall on my skin always keeping me clean, safe from harm away from whatever’s in that alien Agent Orange eviscerating everything good real & warm into soulless dust 

just do it i never came down to the city often it’s only a 90 minute drive but there never seemed a reason never felt at home surrounded by so much concrete & so many people so even though that one particular peccadillo has been…

Nobody knows What are they? Where did they come from? Will the human race survive? Will the earth herself? How the bloody hell did they just obliterate 7 billion people & countless billion animals, birds, insects in a millisecond? & the hardest one of all,…

bliss after another wonderful very physical session we lie back staring up so much star-staring he’s talking of course telling me his crazy dreams  & i feel as see-through & light as the skeletal filaments of a leaf left too long on the tree only…

psilocybin chanterelles  time is more than standing still it’s lying on its back staring at the stars button : champignon : portobello : baby-bella : Swiss brown : Roman brown : chestnut Ryan keeps saying words like a broken but beautiful song oyster : Shiitake…

TEOTWAWKI since reuniting with Rueben Ryan & i haven’t been as “close” as we so wonderfully were before need to find a way to say that even though it took the world almost (& maybe still) ending it was worth it to discover you  

not funny all five of us holding it in as best we can despite feeling slightly mad under the strain they’re so close we hear their near silent hum intelligent machines hunting half blind but ultra alert to life forms they consider a threat the…

tinned soup Sunday nights long ago when mum had passed out would make my own tea canned soup & toast soldiers heat soup in pan on stove lightly toast bread buttergold tomato was my favourite diluted with a little milk soldiers dunked in the mug…

Lookout Ryan wants to detour to Septimus Hill Where there’s a lookout overlooking Half the plains to the sea Been arguing about it for hours He wants to get a lie of the land Like he imagines himself a kind of General His words: foolish,…

old pianos when i was a girl visiting my grandparents in Tassie i came across an old piano in the forest flaking veneer like the shoulders of a sunburnt child there was an old hut nearby & i wondered if the owners had been moving…