the good, the bad, the… poetic?

So, I’ve been lucky enough to be invited to read at the December edition of this night. December 9th. The night of my Christmas party for work. What was I thinking?

I guess I was thinking about this book.

And this piece from Paris, Texas/Ry Cooder.

Do we all feel dark for Christmas?

I’m hoping for a Chosen Family Christmas.

 

By Eleanor Jackson

Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet, performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal about town, feminist, freewheeler, and friend.

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