Published in Overland Issue 229 Summer 2017 · Uncategorized Band | Aid Aidan Coleman Animals attack whichever celebrity. Everything else can be summed up as tennis. Statues yanked out and the squares fill with custard. Day’s equation adjusts incrementally for agile pushers, precarious trucks. Darks and neons plucked from our mouths before we can ask. What of those shades of menace we lost, simply a matter of costume? Your plane dropped eggs on hapless villains, who – accordingly chastened – went home. Read the rest of Overland 229 If you enjoyed this poem, buy the issue Or subscribe and receive four outstanding issues for a year Aidan Coleman Aidan Coleman has published two poetry collections, the most recent, Mount Sumptuous (Wakefield Press, 2020). He is an Early Career Researcher at the JM Coetzee Centre for Creative Practice at the University of Adelaide. More by Aidan Coleman › 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 1 6 November 2026 · Friday Fiction Headland Harry Goddard He must have still been sore. I could tell from the winces he made as he scooted down the trail. Some unspoken agreement of not hitting other people’s children — and the circumstances of me not being that type of kid — spared me from the same punishment. I was taken to my parents who agreed I would have to work off the damages, and I must have mowed the lawn once, or cleaned the family car. 4 November 2026 · Film MIFF, Minotaur and the politics of maternal reception Alicia Byrnes Maternal labour is, in the terms I’ve set out here, not labour at all. Noisy, unfocused, mobile, perhaps even sleepy — it is an affront to arthouse film viewing and therefore unserious.
