Published in Overland Issue 228 Spring 2017 · Uncategorized Sp eak Elena Gomez we long creamy-prepared my head rolls my bun rolls limp ticks is apartment lyf my city kind to strangers headless lech oracle bound a swift alkaline slice left over——. my body sits across from me Nobody looked up the meteor rinsed through us our hair sticky with star dust, and: sp eak tense, i bathed as here spume we spin. Well, the fields advance upon us : : : much loam sof ter we surrender for—— get/ check neighbours for butter well up ly for com mon desires where is my genu//vs//here in your face Read the rest of Overland 228 If you enjoyed this poem, buy the issue Or subscribe and receive four outstanding issues for a year Elena Gomez Elena Gomez is a poet and book editor living in Melbourne. She is the author of Body of Work (Cordite) and a number of chapbooks. More by Elena Gomez › 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 19 April 2024 · Friday Fiction Stilted J.E “Mahal” Cuya One hour after midnight. Everyone in rooms. Living room – dark. Table look like monsters. Like death. TV on stand. Netflix Logo. No one watching. Residents asleep. They have dementia. 18 April 202418 April 2024 · Education A Jellyfish government in NSW: public education’s privatisation-by-neglect Dan Hogan A private school that receives public money is not a private school: it is a fee-paying public school. The overfunding of private schools using public money is a symptom of a public service that has been rotted for a quarter of century by a political class with no vision beyond producing dubious, misleading statistics to deploy at the next election.
