Selected Poetry

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Gems Zine

                                      that day


was the best. your sister was like my sister.

we ate pistachios and shucked the shells


into your foam roller. 


Cordite Poetry Review

those were the best days.
pelting rain illuminating
the overcast pool. clouds
as bleak as that Christmas.

Consequence Forum

these days i’m in bed by 9pm.

the rain lashes our thirsting yard

until the dead grass drowns

into its second death and i’m asleep.


Meanjin Quarterly

             the ram. April 20. just google it.

Мама used to say i was a Taurus

the way i tore off hunks of black bread.

i used to believe her           but we didn’t live here then.


Voiceworks #125 Spectre

There’s a boy I swim with whose father just died of cancer,

a girl I coach whose mother passed the same way,

as well as the mother of my only remaining swim friend,

and an Olympian whose dad died too young.

Cordite Poetry Review

Vegemite on toast is what the locals eat around here.
not sure we can call ourselves that, with our lack
of pantry. a few shelves of Home Brand basics:
my childhood. sometimes news in the morning.


Voiceworks #124 Saddle


i was

          a husk that needed

to feel whole

Mantissa Poetry Review

yielding flesh and lemon bruises

needles slip inside our veins

then we lean our backs against the walls

and i begin to understand


avocado sunset

red wine sunset

algae sunk hills

cake crumbed soil

Blue Bottle Journal

autographed, antiquated town
bustling, possessive pride
pretensions sprawling protectively
over no great art.



in 6th grade my teacher was

always smoking like an afterthought

at morning tea and big lunch

her cigarette unfurled a milky way