Published in Overland Issue 229 Summer 2017 Uncategorized After the festival Fiona Wright I tend to judge the wildness of a night by how often you say bitches. There always used to be a car, at least, on fire. There’s that obsession with morbidity: I’m fed up with poets today. Spell megalomania. Spell acquiesce. You pretend to be all hardcore but you’re just a bruised apple. I escaped to buy toilet paper. Mine is reverse-cycle. How fucking dare he make us fucking feel this way? The abstract noun of a concrete noun. You had the mushrooms last year. I’m not sure if it’s a changing of the guard. That’s overzealous cleaning, anyway. Read the rest of Overland 229 If you enjoyed this poem, buy the issue Or subscribe and receive four outstanding issues for a year 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 30 January 202331 January 2023 History On class as a product of struggle Jared Davidson An understanding of class as a relationship and a process, and the expanded terrain of class struggle that comes with it, has the potential to unearth or reappraise key events and narratives in our colonial pasts. First published in Overland Issue 228 27 January 202331 January 2023 Cartoons In attacking us, they bring us together Sam Wallman 'What these bosses don't understand is that in attacking us, they bring us together.' (Paddy Crumlin, Maritime Union of Australia, Svitzer Rally November 2022)