Barkindji are weeping for their Baarka mother -
Author: Pam Swanborough
writing and other occupations
Ériu, Banba and Fodhla Go to Lanzarote
The sleeping goddesses in the aisle seats would have radiated a celestial emerald light had Banba not cast a protective, dulling shield over the sozzled pair...
Finding Under Difficult Circumstances
By the time you read this anything might have happened. She might have fallen in love by the time you read this. By the time you read this she might be dead. For that’s just how it works. Don’t feel bad for reading. It’s just how things work...
The water is rising
The water is rising when I wake, and at first, I forget.
Kookaburra
Good old Australia
Reparations
Natural disasters are on the rise. Some messes are unrepairable.
The Magic Forest
There are multitudes within me. Life is flowing through my liminal spaces like raspberry juice through a muslin cloth.
BLESZ feat. Jim Jones – Wrap it up (Remix)
Hey how ya doing, what's going on?/ Just a light start of the song/ Cause there ain't nothing light about this / It weighs heavy. On the planet.
Lost Worlds
Look up! Any time of night / you'll see blinking lights / of airplanes crossing
Clear Cut
Clear-cut/ Land improvement/ To selfish minds—/ “Development”
