Published in Overland Issue 219 Winter 2015 · Uncategorized Exhumed at Earth’s end Rachel J Fenton I dug out the porcelain bust of a doll, first; her cheeks the tickled-pink of rosehips, her nose, so small yet broken. Frost bit its comic end. Without arms, her hips, too, were frozen in the earth’s cervix, mid birth; unable to push herself free of it, she’d given up, suspended between the spit and swallow of orange clay. Her eyes, black dots beneath twice fired glaze, long since lost. Extinct. But her mouth, the diagram of a seal, was perfect. Rachel J Fenton Rachel J Fenton lives in Auckland. Finalist in the 2014 Dundee International Book Prize for her novel Some Things the English, she is also an award-winning graphic poet AKA Rae Joyce, and is co-editing the forthcoming anthology of women’s cartoons Three Words. She tweets as @RaeJFenton. More by Rachel J Fenton › 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 18 March 2024 · France Emmanuel Macron and the rearming of French demography Stephen Pascoe Demography, that supposedly neutral science of human statistics, is only ever one step away from politics. Especially so in France, where the national discourse over the past two months has summoned historical memory and hinted at political futures in disturbing admixture. First published in Overland Issue 228 8 March 20248 March 2024 · Poetry POETRY Gareth Morgan as if a poem were a person, me, i get up in the morning / i buy coffee in a can, and wait / you have to keep calm, “don't get upset” / or it fucks everything up. the bosses who tell me this / are wise but stupid troopers. this is a political poem