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Dale Collier
a walk through the long grass
a line in the sand
another colourful history
she said
dear mother’s mother
steam on her lips
dishin’ up curried sausages
cussin’ old pops ’round the crooked table
profanity covered in plastic
no stains
no scars
can’t tell a savage story
caught between
murmurs and memory
grinding through the grimace
a face with no teeth
a whisper
flung from the tongue
across table
more than a few generations
of silence
of lesson
those cracks appear
ground gives way
four bloated bellies
falling now like starved beasts
from the slaughterhouse
to the cutting-room floor
and big boss man stands up
his past, the polariser
sharp tongues
stay seated
‘n shit goes flying
from fork to fridge-door
a different kind of knife fight
and two top dogs
go down again
with dinner
served decades ago
smells like blood
but love still lingers
through mirrors of black and blue
the young warrior’s eyes
another mother’s mother
and more than a mouth full of fury
now worn on the warunarrung sleeve
a walk through the long grass
a line in the sand
another colourful history
she said
remember
Dale Collier is an experimental artist of Wiradjuri and Northern European heritage who works with sound, text, moving image and installation. Collier's work has been exhibited within the Art Gallery Of South Australia’s Ramsay Art Prize, 2019, and the Parliament Of New South Wales’ King & Wood Malleson Contemporary Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander Art Award, 2018.