APAD 11: I’m Watching You

I’m Watching You I am a kewpie dollwith lashes long and fullI am a hiding catand you can’t see me stillI am a tiny robotwith vision set to killI am a gum tree flowercall me what you will

APAD 10: Gorn swimmin’

Gorn swimmin’iAt the end of me workin’ dayI stops at the beachditches me bootsand the rest of me clobber’cause the sea is me joyiiWhen he was youngerbefore he was too oldhe’d take us to the beachnot that he’d ever swimhe’d rest on his stick-to-fold-out-seat...

At the Dog Beach

At the Dog Beach On the broad ankle-to-knee shallowwomen tuck skirts into knickersmen clasp thongs behind their backschildren skip and splashdogs stop         and gotwist and splashgreet and fleeOn the far edge beyond the wreckwhere the sea floor drops awayand the...

APAD 8: On the Train

On the TrainThree teen boys open the door from inside, then loudly call for gratitude from the gorgeous girl who enters. At her non-response, they swaggerin body and voicepast where she sits,then on to the next carriageOne frequent travellercalls each...

APAD 7: Before

BeforeIn the fold of the hills where we livedshadows moved but never disappeared.On the ridge behind the house was a rocksharpness worn by sea winds.We sat there most Sunday afternoonsafter Mass, after Sunday Lunchand dreamt of the wondersthe sea would one day...