A short article about surfers in south Australia and how they feel about shark attacks.

Frontin’ on Facebook.

A poem I thought of within seconds of standing on a beach in New Quay, this weekend. As I watched the sea completing its day-to-day routine.

What happenes after discovering that the person you care about is more shallow than you think.

A decent man, down on his luck, drives a cab in luxurious Laguna Beach…
These are his adventures.

My fantasy paradise.

The fun I had at the beach, surfing and all.

A happy poem about the four seasons.

A summer poem I wrote my junior year of high school.

The Furry Friend from the Antipodes pens his thoughts about Triond on a Holiday.