Published in Overland Issue 207 Winter 2012 · Uncategorized poem a William Druce somebody is flinching by the mobile florist, getting lynched with fatigue and crumbed tobacco cascading everywhere like a film about a sleepless childhood. down an alley a few blocks away a barrister snorting coke knits his harvard muscle-cardigan with rusty spokes and quivers. everything quivers for the girl by the water, blinking icicles into her dead twins fluttering face. waves are making blankets out of us, and awnings build shelters from the rain. book x treats the leaflets like they are alight and yearning, and is under gender-surveillance making notes on the social dynamic of light-globe jokes. William Druce William Druce is a Melbourne poet doing a BA in creative writing at the University of Melbourne. More by William Druce › Overland is a not-for-profit magazine with a proud history of supporting writers, and publishing ideas and voices often excluded from other places. If you like this piece, or support Overland’s work in general, please subscribe or donate. Related articles & Essays First published in Overland Issue 228 28 March 202428 March 2024 · Main Posts Why we should value not only lived experience, but also lived expertise Sukhmani Khorana In the wake of this year’s International Day for the Elimination of Racial Discrimination, I want to extend the central idea of El Gibbs’s 2022 essay on 'lived expertise' and argue that in media accounts of racism, analytical expertise and lived experience ought to be valued together and even in the same body. First published in Overland Issue 228 27 March 202427 March 2024 · Cartoons Visas for Palestinians: let them in Sam Wallman Sam Wallman makes the case for a visa scheme for Palestinians fleeing the war on Gaza.