Waves

Waves

A poem reflecting on the fem­inist work at WIRE I’m writing a letter to fem­inism: a love letter, A letter of longing, a letter of hope, A letter of rage, a letter of solid­arity. There are echoes of us all through time, My fin­gers...

Know-it-all

On the ascen­sion of Scott Mor­rison to the Prime Min­is­ter­ship of Aus­tralia We’ve just swapped one psy­cho­path for another, If we’re honest. It’s just that one wore the mask better. In truth, the chal­lenge will always be that Father knows best, or thinks he...

airborne (perspective)

AND here i am again sit­ting in a seat in the sky rocky, knocked against the seat­belt, thinking how peaceful and my three-and-a-half year old waiting at the gate, thinking not ready to go, not this time, as we glide down and i see your...

Another rape in cyberspace

The Char­lotte Dawson case, which has now res­ulted in her hos­pit­al­isa­tion, says a lot about the way that women are treated in social media spaces and the diver­gent tac­tics that are used to address the issue. Let’s leave aside for a moment...

out of sorts

my clothes don’t match today such a simple thing to turn con­fident strides into frumpy shrinking such a long way from flowing ochre silks or scarlet coats; my mind hunches in con­cert, nar­rowed, pinched, as if the scope of thought...