Polica

Sometimes some things just work in the afternoon. You and your body feel tired but joyous and all they want is to move like the breeze for the breeze to be the way that you move.

This is the light breeze which is moving.

After all, I’m married to the wandering star.

 

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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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