16/05/2018 This blog saved my life a long time ago. I started it in 2009 and blogged commentary (mostly in poetry) which lead to my emancipation from cultural conformity and then an eventual career as a freelance opinion writer, essayist and journalist. In 2016, after 80,000 visits, I closed the blog to focus on my opinion writing. However, times have changed today. Journalism is dying. And so the need for this blog to be woken from the dead has become apparent to me. And so I find myself back here, again.
Aiia, I keeping hearing your head hit the pavement, down by the mouth of Latrobe, where the muzzas and the wogs get their uni degrees I keep hearing your head hit hard You were on the phone to your sis, If only she could have reached through the line to strangle him punch him stop [...]
I started writing this as a Facebook post and then I thought to myself that this deserves a blog post because last night, my Melbourne launch of Just Give Me The Pills, was just - wow. Probably in terms of my career, last night was one of the most powerful nights of my life. It [...]
This poem is response to the product "Body Jane" which received EU funding. The product can be purchased as a drink bottle or a urinal. You can read more about it here in English or Για περισσότερες πληροφορίες κάντε κλικ εδώ here in Greek. This isn't the first time this has happened. In 2012, a [...]
When I was twenty-three I attended SEXPO for the first time as a married woman and it was my first experience of seeing sex other than the sin/purity teachings of the Greek Orthodox religion. So attending SEXPO as an author and divorced woman many years later is my way of giving back at a grassroots [...]
I would like to apologise to any First Nation people for my poem ‘Indigenous Woman’ which was circulated on twitter today. I apologise if the poem hurt anyone. I didn’t mean to. My poetry is very much written in the moment and is a snapshot in time. Many people find my poetry challenging because of [...]
I am so over political correctness. It’s like a sea of words I keep drowning in. You got to appear to be the ‘correct’ kind of feminist or they’ll all come for you – and by ‘they’ I mean, feminists. It’s happened to me many times, that’s how I know. I went to see the film [...]