I am thinking about a dead doll named Tim.Continue reading
My parents crowbar the chicken feeder in the storm’s residual murmurs. We’ve trodden quietly among the acreage’s mangled bones: the coop’s a wreck, the concrete feeder bottom-up. Beaks of pink dust peck the silence where a cacophony of chickens should be.
The trough lifts slowly, like a laboured breath. My mother and I count eleven combs and one sickle feather: all twelve birds, alive and peeking. In fine weather only weeks ago, a fox slunk in and killed a hen. Soft clucks speckle up from the remaining huddle, held safely in the wind’s giant cradle.
A memory from my childhood. Anomalies in weather were rare and far between back then. We’ve had storms (to say the least!) in my neck of the globe this week, it’s my birthday, and one of my beloved backyard chickens just passed on to the Great Field in the glittering ether, so this is the memory that met me while I sharpened my pen this morning.
#a draft #a drabble (sort of) #never learn
I’m thrilled to be published in The Saltbush Review.
My piece, ‘A Vagrant Hush of Snails Unfurling’, inspired by Hanley’s river snail, is in Issue 2 of this brilliant South Australian-based publication.Continue reading
Here are all the ways it went badly.
The prompt “horizon” arrived in my email. The task was to write a story of up to thirty words inspired by and using the prompt, tweet your entry, tag Writers Victoria (@Writers_Vic), and hashtag WVFlashFic22. I’m a nervous overthinking Nivita unsuited to the fast, savvy highway that is Twitter—and usually too busy feeding the chickens—so I don’t tweet (as my bio says). But a good friend of mine was taking the challenge daily, and her diligence put me to shame. I felt I should enter at least once.Continue reading
I’m pleased to have a playscript up at Drama Notebook (.com). It’s based on the Greek myth of Clytie, a water nymph who became a sunflower, set to mourn for eternity over unrequited love.Continue reading
WORDLY Magazine | poetry | print
One of my musings on philosophy and art has been published in WORDLY Magazine – print edition – Core. Huge thanks to the editors for including my work. You can flip through the magazine online and read my poem “And Now, Let Us Paint” here.
To read some more of my art-inspired poems, go here.
I’m excited to be collaborating with Adelaide artist Priscilla Corbell-Moore for her debut solo exhibition and SALA event: Art for a Cause: Poetry & Paintings. My poems will accompany Priscilla’s paintings.
Huge thanks to Priscilla for inviting my poetry to form itself around her exquisite paintings. I am in love with these artworks!
The exhibition begins on August 18 at Pilgrim Uniting Church, Flinders Street, Adelaide. Proceeds from sales of Priscilla’s paintings will be donated to support people who are facing homelessness.