Not alone, not alone, not alone. Wherethere is an and, we follow it. Or they, ifyou’re on the […]
In ten years I’ve never written an editorial in the first person — this is my first and last […]
I myself am neither an émigré nor a refugee nor an asylum-seeker. I am a writer who at […]
In 1925, just as things were beginning to decline, Robert wrote a short text about himself. It begins […]
1. Thin grey light before dawn; thrum of raindrops on the window and the clouds low over the […]
Claremont Asylum was a brooding presence in a suburb of Perth, managed by the Lunacy Department under the […]
After an arduous process of trying, and failing, to find a publisher, in 2021 Melbourne-based writer Michael Winkler […]
This was not one of the airports with an intercom that spoke in English and Spanish. It was […]
Sex is always monstrous. Blood appears in the air next to the body but nobody asks a question […]
The lake was clear. And the sky above the lake. And the stars beyond the sky which had […]
minor literature[s] 