They don’t pick me up on ANZAC Day To head their grand parade And if...

I wake up at night In the moonlight Suddenly, a cloud passes over the moon...

It’s always best to arabesque Whilst standing on the teacher’s desk When mathematics is the...

It wasn’t very nice, When I reached for the rice, To find that some mice,...

Did you see the not-me behind the kitchen door It took the milk right out...

Why is my boss such an bully? Do you remember when sms was new? Here is an ode to my…

It was hot, unbearably so. Thirteen, stick thin, on the cusp of puberty, standing at...

Why are street people scary?

Do you remember when sms was new? Here is some poetry written in sms.

On cool summer mornings riding on a gentle breeze, a thick dark smell from far...