'Lying still, Skilton imagines little robotic Pac-Men chomping through the inflamed tissue along her spine. Their mouths, almost half the size of their heads, are gobbling up everything that hurts, swallowing the big glob of shadow she remembers from her X-rays. It’s like they jumped from one of the machines they’ve put in all the pubs and landed in her back, devouring her pulpy tissue like they do ghosts.' (Introduction)
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'This edition has many unusual aspects – Mel Campbell’s desire to understand her 25-year obsession with a low-fi computer game, Michalia Arathimos’s reflection on the 10-year anniversary of her partner being charged with terrorism, Alice Melike Ülgezer’s fictional meditation on the lives of refugees in Turkey, Allan Drew’s examination of the persisting influence of Paradise Lost, first published 350 years ago.' (Jacinda Woodhead, Editorial introduction)
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Contents indexed selectively.
Contents
- Eight Horizonsi"eight horizons", single work poetry (p. 21)
- Quarryi"The 53 bus rollercoasters Robsons Road.", single work poetry (p. 22)
- From Nonetsi"Kindness and the mask of kindness are the same:", single work poetry (p. 24)
- Serenadei"Wide open chords raise a blue night on the orange grove", single work (p. 25)
- To the Only Begetteri"Like rope and pulley work to hold up pink", single work poetry (p. 26)
- Band | Aidi"Animals attack whichever celebrity.", single work poetry (p. 27)
- After the Festivali"I tend to judge the wildness of a night", single work poetry (p. 28)
- Fire Poemi"Lighting, perhaps, the cigarette", single work poetry (p. 29)
- Some Climbi"offering me honours", single work poetry (p. 30)
- Clean Surfacesi"In ‘learn’ mode, stepping back through", single work poetry (p. 31)
- Collision, single work short story (p. 53-58)
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Beyond the Bridge to Nowhere,
single work
essay
'Every morning, around nine, a white truck branded with the letters ‘TLAP’ pulls up to the Flinders View playground on the quiet main street in Port Pirie. The truck is decorated with a bright cartoon of happy kids playing beneath a caption that says ‘Proudly greening, cleaning and washing down the community.’ Two workers in high-vis shirts jump out and retrieve cleaning equipment and a water hose and spend a few minutes spraying and cleaning the plastic slide, the swings and the little green frog see-saw.' (Introduction)
- East Perth [Imagined Nation]i"If I were quizzed about my values,", single work poetry (p. 65)
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Aussie Albert,
single work
essay
'Alice Springs, 28 September 1958: Albert Namatjira, first Australia’s first citizen, enjoying a quiet drink with his mates down at the local. That’s Albert on the left of the photo, hand in pocket standing alone appearing bemused – the man whom fellow painter Charles Blackman said had the saddest eyes he’d ever seen – looking through the crowded room into the distance. For over a year now Albert has been permitted to slip into the front bar for a coldie or two, but his wife Rubina, also a citizen – First Australia’s second citizen – can’t because she’s a woman, and his five grown-up sons, Enos, Oscar, Ewald, Keith and Maurice, can’t because they’re still wards under the protectorate of the Northern Territory government. It shouldn’t matter though, there are plenty of chaps to chat to here on this spring afternoon, including the couple of blokes from Sydney who have come up to the Alice to do a story on him for the newspaper down there. Albert’s back in the news, though since meeting his Queen Elizabeth a few years back his huge popularity amongst Australians hasn’t waned. Now that he’s been summoned to appear on 6 October – in just over a week’s time – to defend charges arising out of supplying alcohol to his cousin Henoch Raberaba, who as a ward also can’t have a drink with him in the bar today, the newspaper’s editor has deemed him worthy of another feature article. It’s kind of funny then, or so the journalist and his photographer mate may think, to take Albert to the pub as part of their shoot. Perhaps they’re just thirsty after traipsing around town for a few hours under the outback sun, or maybe they’re thinking of showing their Sydney readers that Albert is really one of us; after all, they’ve previously seen him hanging out with bronzed beach babes aboard a private cruiser in Sydney harbour and surrounded by a bevy of Olympic golden girls. Our Aussie Albert, Australian as Vegemite.' (Introduction)
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On Sovereignty,
single work
essay
'Four years ago, the federal government embarked on an expensive branding and education campaign to convince Aboriginal people and broader Australian society that we should be given formal ‘recognition’ in the constitution. No wording was formalised and the process remained vague at best, and many Aboriginal communities remained sceptical of a proposal regarded as nothing more than a symbolic gesture.' (Introduction)
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Infiltration,
single work
short story
- Freedom, single work short story (p. 109-118)