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 First published in Overland Issue 228 5 March 2024 · Main Posts Andrew Charlton’s school assignment Alex McKinnon Australia's Pivot to India exists for three reasons: so that when Andrew Charlton is interviewed on the radio or introduced on Q+A, his bio includes the phrase "he has written a book about Indian-Australian relations"; to fend off accusations that he is another Kristina Keneally engaging in electoral colonialism in western Sydney; and to help the Albanese government strengthen economic and military ties with Modi’s Bharatiya Janata Party. First published in Overland Issue 228 2 March 20244 March 2024 · LGBTIQ Irony of a faggot policeman Hiero Badge There is no such thing as a Queer cop, it is a contradiction in terms. Some officers may happen to be homos, bisexual and so on, but this is not saying much. Nobody is born a cop; they are acculturated and at some point, they choose it, and in choosing it, they sever any claim to Queerness and community.