By Katrina Johnston Sometimes Tricia’s sons played super heroes. Kayden, her youngest, pretended the sunglasses were night vision scanners imbued with infrared. Maybe Gavin too, although he was three years older and not overly imaginative or much wiser. Maybe he had tossed their mother’s glasses over the fence and into Gary Sitwell's yard. Tricia hoped … Continue reading Over there Beyond The Fence
Poems by Andrew Scott
The Ghost I used to be a ghost, pale shell of my former and current self. My skin was white. Shiny without a hint of a tan colour, even after hours in the piercing sun. Skin used to cling to the bones in my body, showing all that was underneath. No amount of foods would … Continue reading Poems by Andrew Scott
“The Locket”
By Ann Privateer The boy, the locket Carried away In another time Another place. Jealousy we But lucky to be Starting again Starting here Starting now.
