Adelaide Literary Magazine

Four Haikus Music Music feeds the soulTouches our deepest recessesLove and cherish it. Rippling Lake Gently rippling lakeBathed in soft autumn sunlight.Leaves in myriad shapes. The Starling As I sip coffeeA starling settles nearbyPlumage speckled white. Lilac Leaves Green leaves turn yellowPerfectly...

My head is in a story that I need to submit by today, when my husband comes into the kitchen. I can’t exit until my coffee is done even though any conversation will drain...

I met her just outside the brass-handled doors of Suburban Station, a good walk from 16th and Locust where I came up from below ground to the grey sidewalk on a bright, sunlit early...

We Are All Complicit In Mariupol, a man searchesall night in the rubble of his house.“Four children, four adults,” he says,as day breaks. He starts to dig their graves. On a New York street a man...

Desire #31(a meditation on a condition) The crazy lady tries to get intimate with meevery Wednesday & Friday. I say,“Listen, lady, you should ask before going through someone’s bag—& hey that’s my fucking magazine!”She leaves,...

“WE TRAVEL NOT TO ESCAPE LIFE, BUT FOR LIFE NOT TO ESCAPE US.” ANONYMOUS We feel a temporary sense of immortality when we are taking a trip, especially when we are on a train, looking at...

We invited every train operator and conductor who ever worked with Oatley to his retirement party. None of the women wanted to attend the party and celebration. They declined the invitation, saying Oatley was...

Half of New Territory The rain’s let upas the last few drops of milk and tears snake downthe cereal bowl, on the breakfast table,covered in silence and soaked in honey-we go about deaf and blind,...

I recently left the strict high-demand religion I belonged to for the past thirty years. The values and practices associated with my faith shaped every part of my life: family priorities, Sunday behaviors, clothing,...

Peg Dooley said to her father, “You are looking at me with different eyes.” Of course he was. Four days ago Mrs. Dooley left this world. Sixty-two years as a couple, what else was...