Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet,
performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal
about town, feminist, freewheeler, and
friend. One day, she is going to be an
ideas curator. Which basically
means, she will tell you
exactly what she thinks.
Until then, you’ll have
to read between
the lines.
summer is a-coming
Which is why I somehow approve of eating fish and chips while riding your bike.
Of course it’s a silly idea. Of course your helmet is not done up properly and when you fall over your brains are going to leak out your ears. And of course it’ll tick off drivers coming along up side of you and wondering who the frick is riding their bike with no hands and eating fish and chips.
But dammit, if it just doesn’t feel like summer. I promise, I’ll never blog while tipsy again and this sort of thing won’t happen. But for today, I feel the sun on my skin and I say, “cancer, bah!” and I feel the wind on my face and say, “climate change, who cares?” and I look at the bitumen below me and say, “that looks like a licorice pillow”.
And my god, I don’t have heat stroke, do I?
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The licorice pillow is brilliant. I think tipsy blogging is a wonderfully expressive thing. Do more.