States of Poetry 2016 - Western Australia | ‘Alice at Last’ by Kia Groom

Kia Groom

Kia Groom

Kia Groom is founding editor of Quaint Magazine. The recipient of an Academy of American Poets award, the runner-up for the


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'Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly...'
– Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland


I un-wake to damage.
Light-bulb stutters, frantic
once off, once on, illuminates
imagined city

Inside my bedroom it rains
for days. The head
full of synaptic hauntings
shudders. Old-milk sky

I tell myself there is
a world outside
the world. Stay still
still & gather dust.
             & watch the fretful halls.

Walls convulse,
contract & close. The filament
at the bulb's chest flickers. Lethe
is half
dream-drowned in me.
There is a sickness not worth
surfacing. Better
to sink. To listen: soft light, soft
light & the pressure
the pressure of doorways.


Kia Groom


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