hello there

i’d always thought of myself as a memoirist, then one day i woke up mad for poetry.

my memoir and first book, ‘poking seaweed with a stick and running away from the smell’ (wakefield press, south australia) is deemed to have a ‘whimsical disregard for all that’s proper’ and has been (more than once) referred to as, ‘charmingly cynical’ and i don’t mind this one bit.  

my first poetry collection, ‘and my heart crumples like a coke can,’ (wakefield press), is due for release in 2018.

hope to see you on the other pages.