#15 Editorial T. J. Robinson These are some of the places I visit when I think of the suburbs. They will always be there. I will always revisit them, change them, add new pieces of colour and beauty. Read Here Poetry my movie Al Anderson say o! cut the melodramatics won’t you! I’ve a headache / if I was just some softcore straight boy how easy / it’d be to write about my dreams Read Here three of eight vagabonds do williamstown Gareth Morgan her view from the fresh cut grass in love with a brown rock foreshore, cranes you can love too from close up if you squint Read Here FICTION The Fish Woman Rebecca Bryson Her grey hair was splayed on the ground like translucent fins and her mouth continued to gape, eyes wide with shock. Read Here The Spitting Bridge Roger Patulny Meg in a floral dress, planning everything. Kid‐friendly blues festivals; pre‐natal classes; baby names. Read Here Suns & Mothers (Extract) Madison Griffiths I am not citrus flames that swallow gumtrees whole. Perhaps my mother thinks I am beautiful and shocking in all of the ways an asteroid is. Read Here ART & COMICS Intersection of St Georges Rd + Byron St Tim Goschnick View Here Neighbourhood Watch Lee Lai View Here
#15 Editorial T. J. Robinson These are some of the places I visit when I think of the suburbs. They will always be there. I will always revisit them, change them, add new pieces of colour and beauty. Read Here
my movie Al Anderson say o! cut the melodramatics won’t you! I’ve a headache / if I was just some softcore straight boy how easy / it’d be to write about my dreams Read Here
three of eight vagabonds do williamstown Gareth Morgan her view from the fresh cut grass in love with a brown rock foreshore, cranes you can love too from close up if you squint Read Here
The Fish Woman Rebecca Bryson Her grey hair was splayed on the ground like translucent fins and her mouth continued to gape, eyes wide with shock. Read Here
The Spitting Bridge Roger Patulny Meg in a floral dress, planning everything. Kid‐friendly blues festivals; pre‐natal classes; baby names. Read Here
Suns & Mothers (Extract) Madison Griffiths I am not citrus flames that swallow gumtrees whole. Perhaps my mother thinks I am beautiful and shocking in all of the ways an asteroid is. Read Here
