Late afternoon, from the house on the hill into the winter-chill, against the biting wind and along the high-fenced tunnel-lane. Quickly, step by step, to the short-grassed paddock with its gradual rise to steep slopes littered with lichen-covered rocky-outcrops. On the ridge, beneath ancient pines is the shaggy outline of a winter pony. The wind [...]

Let them see everything, let them learn. Fill them with life.

I am sick. Head aches as thoughts clatter-bounce off skull and back into brain-mush. Pit of stomach sickness; bile rises, even in my sleep. Hurt sent thumping from frustrated heart to every cell.
Respiration.
Breath it out,
breath it out,
breath…you…out.
No. This does not work.
Amuse-distract with beautiful men, over and bend over, and over again. But beautiful men are [...]

In the bush I walked through and around traces of men. I felt the sturdiness of that other time, a time before disposable, when things were built to last, ostensibly forever.
Oxidise and erode, seep nutrients into the bush, as she opens mouth in silence and clamps hands to face. Time, time and still more time.
And [...]

Not many take the time to see beyond beauty. But that birdy? She’s a lot more than the way she causes light to bend into your visual receptors. You dumb fucks!

I have been given an early re-introduction to two extremely important things to consider when ‘dating’, which somewhat surprisingly had slipped my mind in the last 12 years.
1. Men are bastards.
2. I am an Earth Girl.
Ah well, I live, and I might just learn

In the hall that 3 cream doors face in silence, an extremely fit and handsome young man, found it necessary to be getting back into his running shorts, right outside my cream door.
“Oh, sorry,” he mumbled and fumbled, as I walked up the stairs and caught sight of him, pants down, on the landing between [...]

In the stables, ceiling fans kept collecting my attention with their unsynchronous spinning, and a gecko yipped as the light began to soften. The old man was leaning on a metal rail watching his horse inhaling its lucerne hay.
“You from down there…that Sydney?” he asks.
“Yeah, we live at the beach, near Manly,” at which, he [...]