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2 poems
by
Sophia Walsh

Sophia Walsh is a poet living in Naarm (Melbourne, Australia). Some of her work has appeared in Westerly, Cordite Poetry Review, No More Poetry’s No No No Mag, and elsewhere. Her poem “Hide and Seek” was recently shortlisted for the Judith Wright Poetry Prize.

Slot Machine

remember

making out against

the wall of the

court house and

that lady who said

be careful there’s

cameras there?

i think she knew

what we knew

which is that

we would make out

for a whole three hours

completely revved up

on being sixteen

and lesbians

and in love

with each other.

life

is so far now

from what it used to be.

getting the bus

to your place after

school getting the

bus to main street

yackandandah your bottle of

raspberry

absolut vodka

my left eye

stye. watching

the l word together

bette

cheating on tina

tina

cheating on bette

me

cheating on you

you

cheating at uno.

you wouldn’t believe

how much i miss you.

i am at the pachinko parlour

i mean

the isa genzken

retrospective at moma. 

the slot machine is

covered

with printed photos

of you.

 

Westbourne Grove

you are of the same ilk of samuel beckett or maybe he is

of your ilk living in obscurity and all that.
apparently

beckett rode his bike so much he was likened to a

centaur flying through

montmartre, and that is you but driving a
range rover classic through
northcote.

what could i liken you to? a rhinoceros perhaps.

your presence is large and

felt and you scare me.

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