Gavin Austin
Lost
Beneath the forest’s mantle, by the sea’s lip, in the bathroom mirror – the leaves are fragrant, the water is wild, the mirror questions.
Like myself, the forest hides its silences, the sea conceals its depths, the mirror reveals one view.
crossing the bridges leading out of town a withdrawing sun paints roadside gums charcoal in the twilight
About the Author
Gavin Austin lives in Sydney, Australia. He writes short fiction, short plays, and poetry. His work has appeared in many Australian and international publications.