Published in Overland Issue 219 Winter 2015 · Uncategorized Hiding Kiri Piahana-Wong I am a girl with nothing to hide My head is stuffed full of you But my phone is empty I shudder, I nearly fall I compose messages that I do not send Over and over My hand hovers You are here: I can smell the scent you wear, I can taste you on the inside of my mouth, your fingers run down the inside of my arm: you are here. You are not here. I am proud of my strength, and I weep for it. I am a girl who is hiding nothing. Kiri Piahana-Wong Kiri Piahana-Wong is a New Zealander of Māori (Ngāti Ranginui), Chinese and Pākehā (English) ancestry. She is a poet and editor, and publisher at Anahera Press (www.anahera.co.nz).Her first poetry collection, Night Swimming, was published in 2013. More by Kiri Piahana-Wong › 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 25 May 2026 · The university Behind Craven’s audit Jeff Sparrow In November 2025, when antisemitism envoy Jillian Segal announced that Emeritus Professor Greg Craven would head what she called the “University Report Card Project”, the media referred to her plan as an “audit” of higher education’s response to antisemitism. It was never anything of the kind. 22 May 2026 · Friday Poetry Judas goats Caitlin Maling Because goats can climb / and cave, clamber to find cover / in the bushes of what they can’t eat / which isn’t much.
