Writing Place 2021

By Alex Creece

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Pushing the words ‘oh well’ as a bruise into my skin glitter in my tears (tears in my glitter) and sunglasses on a midnight train when the bar gallops with BAD FEELING THIS IS BAD screaming over the lizzie mcguire theme song as if dr seuss were some kind of disgruntled lesbian shattered on the BAD BAD FEELING ferment this zeitgeist sticky stricken unstuck cobwebs of cellulite I love you into a canyon grande like frapuccino fates faded on the fritz resign my blood-clotted furies when a soul drain clogs pottymouth shitfaced double-knot the brainstem and call it an experience for every fair-weathered dead-end frostbitten on the way to bed death and bone blisters and bubble o bill oh but always BADFEELING.

About Alex Creece

Alex Creece is a writer, poet, student, collage artist, and average kook living on Wadawurrung land. She also tinkers with other people’s poems as the Production Editor for Cordite Poetry Review. Alex was awarded a Write-ability Fellowship in 2019 and a Wheeler Centre Hot Desk Fellowship in 2020. A sample of Alex’s work was Highly Commended in the 2019 Next Chapter Scheme, and she was shortlisted for the Kat Muscat Fellowship in 2021.

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