The knife moves from heel
To knee to thigh
A slim AK47
A pencil with a blade
Curved in circles and swirls
Up my soft legs
I drink in the dark
And look up questions
that don’t have answers
A gender dystopia
I fear will rear its ugly head
Build the bunker under the cellar
But you’ve nothing to fear so you laugh at me
My memory palace
Exists in spaces we don’t touch anymore
Gone but we still dance in them
An aged temple of doom
Finance and power suits scare me
And I’ve got a whole lot of money
But I can’t pay rent
A writer who doesn’t write
Something I was never meant to be
But I can’t seem to shake
The image
Of the river
Swallowing Virginia
Whole.
India Hopper is a 31 year old Australian woman writer. She has lived in the United States and the UK but is now happily settled in Sydney. She has a Master's from King's College, London and a BA from Hampshire College in Massachusetts. India is currently studying for her second Master's in Creative Writing from the University of Technology, Sydney. At the moment, she is working on a feminist political thriller.
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