Published in Overland Issue 223 Winter 2016 Uncategorized And they are angry Fiona Wright and they apologise in all their emails and they remember where they put their keys and they buy vegetables and milk and they’re assumed to be on birth control and they write perhaps and arguably and in a sense and they are sympathetic and they have internal ultrasounds and they carry band-aids in their purses and they break big notes before they go to dinner and they match their underwear and they make pots of tea and they sit narrowly on trains and buses and they pretend to talk on phones when they walk home and they run on treadmills and they don’t interrupt and they don’t ask for exceptions and their disposable razors come only in pink and the doctors ask if they feel anxious and they desire and they are angry. Read the rest of Overland 223 – If you liked this article, please subscribe or donate. Fiona Wright Fiona Wright’s new essay collection is The World Was Whole (Giramondo, 2018). Her first book of essays Small Acts of Disappearance won the 2016 Kibble Award and the Queensland Literary Award for nonfiction, and her poetry collections are Knuckled and Domestic Interior. More by Fiona Wright 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 25 November 202225 November 2022 Poetry Poetry | Summer animal Jini Maxwell This summer I can feel myself turning back into an animal. I wake up early and seek out trees, walking through the expansive quiet of the park until the heat starts feeling sharp on my skin. I leave the blinds closed, so when I return home the building is dark and familiar, and as I shut the door behind me I feel a satisfaction I can only describe as territorial. First published in Overland Issue 228 24 November 202225 November 2022 Politics ‘Sir, please get me the Manager’: Brazil before and after Bolsonaro Guido Melo By then, although young in age, I already knew about those rituals of humiliation and how they were part of my Black family's lives. I also knew that surviving those daily interactions required putting my head down and following the instructions received with no hesitation. I must have had ‘the talk ‘with my parents when I was eight or nine. Life was just like that. Being Black in Brazil means living in a war. No one should ever go to war underprepared.