December 2, 2019
Peter Boyle is a Sydney-based poet and translator of poetry. He has had eight books of poetry published and seven books as a translator. In...
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2019 HNSA Short Story Contest • Issue Eight Contributor
December 1, 2019
Lou Greene has spent most of her life trotting the globe: Fiji-born, Lou has also lived in Kiribati, Sri Lanka, Nepal, Sulawesi, Germany,...
Issue Eight Contributor • Past Contributors
Marilyn Humbert lives in the Northern suburbs of Sydney NSW surrounded by bush. Marilyn is leader of Bottlebrush Tanka Group, and member...
Fiction • Issue Eight • Issue Eight Fiction.
By Mori Shige. Translated by Marissa Skeels. Mori Shige (1880-1938) was a university-educated, headstrong feminist writer from...
2019 HNSA Short Story Contest • Fiction • Issue Eight • Issue Eight Fiction.
by Christina King. Winner of the HNSA 2019 Short Story Contest Just fuzz. Like the fur of a sewer rat. She ran her hand over her head...
by Julie Parry The kitchen door was slightly ajar. I bobbed gingerly from side to side, squinting into the sliver of light. I was no...
Issue Eight • Issue Eight Fiction.
by Jasmeka Rose. December 1942 Germany. The whir whir whir of fast machinery fills the air. The fresh, sweet scent of newly cut...
Issue Eight • Issue Eight Reviews • Reviews
Reviewed by Dr Wendy J. Dunn. “… She went to bed and dreamed she was lying in a garden. It was night time, the moon a glowing...
2019 HNSA Short Story Contest • Fiction • Issue Eight Fiction.
by Lou Greene. Commended story in the 2019 HNSA short story contest. Idle hands are the devil’s workshop, my mother used to say. I...
By Lauren O’Connell ’By god! It’s bees!’ The spyglass slipped from my fingers and rolled along the deck, its rumble in...
Issue Eight • Issue Eight Poetry • Poetry
By Anna Forsyth Someone slides open a drawer carefully her gloved hands steady from practice. Hector’s locked box was at the...
By Devika Brendon Like a marmoset With those gripping fingers Surprising strength Stretched out full length Ears like a headset How...
By Jill Jones What remains of us at night The weight of respiration the insects we swallow the division of thought into chemical...
By Hélène Cardona. Good night, the mellifluous whisper catches me like a vine, wraps itself around my will. I stare at violet eyes,...
By Les Wicks I saw my UFO, 1969. Gurus, revolution. Racial & sexual equality stop the damned wars while we played with that...
by Shona Blake I am a dark one And flow with the dark river The place of my beginning I came fast The river was in a hurry that day But my...
Ian C Smith writes in the Gippsland Lakes region of Victoria, and on Flinders Island, Tasmania. His work has appeared in Antipodes,...
By Liana Joy Christensen Previously published in Veils, Halos and Shackles: International Poetry on the Oppression and Empowerment...
By Drucilla Wall I know a thing or two about cats, and that scrawny black skeleton with dirty socks, curled in an empty flower pot...
Owen Bullock has published three collections of poetry, Sometimes the sky isn’t big enough (2010), Semi (2017) and Work & Play...
Julie lives in Sydney and is currently studying for her Masters in Writing at Swinburne. She left a corporate career in Human Resources to...
Liana Joy Christensen writes and publishes in several genres. She is the author of Deadly Beautiful – Vanishing Killers of the...
Eamonn Wall is the author of Junction City: New and Selected Poems 1990-2015 (Salmon Poetry, Ireland, 2015), Sailing Lake Mareotis...
By Debbie Lim Vampyroteuthis infernalis Literally, from hell. Belling the vast dark with a cape of rusted tentacles. Dante...
By Les Wicks Where I grew up there was respect for the uniform. No one ever killed in them. Armed with timetables the wise station...
Reviewed by Angela Wauchop “‘That is not true. I care about you, Céline. I care about the fact that my wife prostitutes herself for...
by Amanda Pearson We were told the world was ending. My parents, in their naivety, decided a picnic was the only way to celebrate...
By Jill Jones. Thursday was full moon more than silvery when clouds parted life is short days are long you...
By Owen Bullock As the night, as the Chapel when you thought it housed a ghost. As the hedge where he lurked to scare you. Where the...
Jill Jones’ most recent books are Viva the Real (UQP), Brink (Five Islands Press), The Beautiful Anxiety (Puncher & Wattmann),...