Published in Overland Issue 221 Summer 2015 · Uncategorized Magnetic Poetry Kit – mostly found Deb Westbury for Luke, 1981–1997 Never cook a tiny goddess or have less love. That summer we’d already lived with the smell for a long time before we knew where it came from or what it was. we pound petal boy leaving language and rocking you and raw puppy urges it has crushed you Inside the stove’s sheetmetal box, we found a small mummified mouse still hanging to the wiring by it’s fingernails. white light music gorgeous bed me diamond By then you’d gone. I took a photo of the room and everything in it, opened all the windows and drove away fast. through the dream shot a car mother likes the wind Deb Westbury Deb Westbury has developed a dual career as a writer and teacher. Deb resides in Katoomba and is actively involved with Varuna, The Writers’ House. Her poetry collections are: Mouth to Mouth (1990), Our Houses are Full of Smoke (1994), Surface Tension (1998), Flying Blind (2002), and The View From Here (2008). More by Deb Westbury › 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 26 July 202426 July 2024 · Poetry Song of despair πO A new poem by πO 24 July 202424 July 2024 · pop culture Swamp monster of the rock’n’roll de/generation Rock Chugg In the 1980s, a horrible time was had by all. Yet the assorted Australian talent for making the best of a bad thing, gave us the most important and characteristic popular music genre, locals have (n)ever known.