by Amelia Zhou


What colour are you?




Like a sunflower?


                                    Yeah I multiply under the sun


Are you alive?


Old story of a language bruise




                  Yes, in the shattering of oil


At what point?


The hardening of arterial walls


Does it breed anger?




A poison?


Always worse with intent


Will you survive?


Only as a flower ever does




Like bloom in Death Valley


About the author

Amelia Zhou is an arts worker and writer living in Sydney. She edits non-fiction for Voiceworks and produces for FBi Radio’s Backchat. Her interests lie in contemporary dance, the interplay between poetics and the moving body, and performance as a tool for decolonial futurities. 

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