I watched you as you read. Your eyes were tilted towards the dying light – searching, deep golden pools, heavy eyelashes that trembled like broken shutters. Deep-set. Smooth skin. Cheekbones. I could see the reflection of words in your irises; I wondered what they meant to you. Parched summer nights, our voices laced with sleep […]


we dreamt of all the things that lived in the cocoon of our bodies silver-backed coins, jam tins, the white cacophony of the past, i said it was just empty space, you insisted on building museums of soft, sullen memories in different rooms, behind the bedside table, in vast symphonies of empty space so that when […]

I have not touched this blog in over a year, as I was doing my HSC – university entrance examinations and scholarship applications and graduation and all that kerfuffle. However, I am now free to wile away my hours reading and writing and spending time with friends and family and laughing and crying and painting […]

The world drags by, softly, slowly, like a grain of sand meandering though a complex maze of glass tubes and metal canisters. And I am here, a infinitesimal being, reading words that I do not comprehend, memorizing formulas to spit out on white sheets of neatly pressed test papers, the world a blur of timetables […]

I believe in the power of the imagination to remake the world, to release the truth within us, to hold back the night, to transcend death, to charm motorways, to ingratiate ourselves with birds, to enlist the confidences of madmen. I believe in my own obsessions, in the beauty of the car crash, in the […]


the men in white suits will take you to heaven (a black room) where you quiver and glare with the bathroom lighting and the cocaine lines with the human butterflies in perennial metamorphosis, their white cocoons unravelled, labelled – meticulously, anaesthetised – viciously, smiling on their steel mounts with swollen hands spread, chipped fingernails like […]


And so I was sitting there, a copy of Gulliver’s Travels tucked between my hands, donned in a stiff white uniform, the air humid to the point of being gelatinous – simply looking. I looked at the rows of heads in front of me, the curvature of the ceiling as the tunnel ensconced the view […]


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