Lurks within

Us all.

A morning sleeper inner.

Which is why I am not at Mt Joyce. Instead I am enjoying Lycra soup at Garage.

Not everyday I see this:


Little parrot companion.

Or, should your journey require a little tweak – these little things:


Not quite bushland and birthday cake – but I have good company.

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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