Locative Magazine

A Little Home for New Australian Writing


Issue 4

  • Issue 4 Editorial

    Issue 4 Editorial

    “Where we’re going” From the editor – thank you for reading Issue 4 of Locative Magazine, Honey//Lemon. This is unusual for me. I’m not usually one to do an editorial for Locative. I’ve always believed in letting the writing speak for itself, and I’ve enjoyed the anonymity, distance and facelessness that the online space (and Continue reading

  • Three Poems by Allaana Bills

    Three Poems by Allaana Bills

    Bits and bobs We finished our work together,my daughter and I,gathered our tools, the knife and awl,the needles and thread, scraps of leather,the “bits and bobs”, as she said,then asked, what does that phrase mean, anyway?Bits are small pieces, partsbitten off, detached from a greater whole;fragments, chunks, sliced, cut, torn and sheared;think of a shred Continue reading

  • Three Poems by D. Frederick Thomas

    Three Poems by D. Frederick Thomas

    Acrostic for SBSometimes I forget how the ribsits just beneath the skin, proverbsanded down to a nub,soliloquy little more than a blurb.Strolling up the driveway, you and that glibsmile I hate so much, little bibset just so as you gently disturb sauce with a breadcrumb.Stay near to the ground, thumbstuck out, looking dumb – slow Continue reading

  • Two Poems by Darrelle Spenceley

    Two Poems by Darrelle Spenceley

    Compression i run a sharp fingernail over a selection of the poreswant to write my angera pair of black leather glovesthe rise of the righta cobweb has been compressedi need them to forgive me – no, not thatpaint peeling from the lid, punchwill i be able to read my own scriptfull of flesh and juice Continue reading

  • Three Poems by Dave Drayton

    Three Poems by Dave Drayton

    Tea The breath when sick mouth feels viscousimagining bringingyour face taut into apoint then bringingthat point further a mess of passagewaysflattened thick airhard to pass along towhere it’s needed nowblocked nose so teethexposed to find some way less traffickedfor the mess illnessproduces in the bodywhile it mightn’t feelit this is living nowstill this is living Continue reading

  • Two Poems by Naomi Millett

    Two Poems by Naomi Millett

    The Letter It’s whimsical all right – Old School to the maxThis refusal to use email or text to keep in touch And me going along with itFor some sentimental reasonI don’t know whatMy ageing teacher writing in cursive and ink on parchment from Victoria And me responding, after much faffing about, as he used Continue reading

  • Three Poems by Tim Loveday

    Three Poems by Tim Loveday

    [un]i[on] [r]ally after [the rally]the beers [are costly][the] extra [working] hoursto catch [up on] the gold[star] minutesbecause [if] you [don’t] laugh [you cry lots]at the [in]justice of summer [rate-hikes] workingchampagne [day]dreams swilling from [coffee cup] crowdsthe WhatsApp group [dia]tribing about the umbrella [clause][the last] hope is [attribution &] the raining day [fund] that’s gonesand[stone gargoyles] Continue reading

  • Two Poems by Troy Wong

    Two Poems by Troy Wong

    what to bring to the Portuguese potluck when they ask for a dishfrom my hometown?an El Jannah Family Feasta halal snack packTim Tams from the Arnott’s factorynear Prospect Reservoir orsweet and sour (bolota) pork?chao chao rice apparentlyis a clandestino stapleit would be instantly recognisableprovocative, somewhat embarrassinglike an culinary 69alternatively: Singapore noodlesif the Intermarché has curry Continue reading

  • Fiction by Tara E. Berg

    Fiction by Tara E. Berg

    Spilled Milk Daisy Hamilton spent her life on the verge of tears. Any event, major or minor, had the potential to send her over the edge. When she was younger, she cried whenever her usually-gentle father tried to discipline her. She cried when she was called into the principal’s office for skipping school to avoid Continue reading

  • Fiction by Madhvi Thakur

    Fiction by Madhvi Thakur

    Homecoming Payal and Komal first met at a common friend’s engagement ceremony in Delhi. Komal was visiting India for the first time. She was only there for two weeks, and two weeks went by quickly when you had a line of relatives, nephews, nieces, aunts, and uncles to meet. “And what about us?” her mother Continue reading

About us

Locative Magazine is a literary journal publishing fiction, nonfiction and poetry. We are based in Sydney, Australia and have a focus on new and original writing from local, emerging authors.

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