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.
punctuate
I do not mind if it is only for today, or if it is only for now.
But now, at the end of the list, I find the sweetest punctuation to the day. I breathe out, I am early, I didn’t fuck this up, the fridge is full of food, I’ve found the sheets for the bed. I know what tomorrow brings, I think that I can handle it and even if I can’t, I can fall down, fall down again, down, down to where words are only one syllable and hearts beat regularly. Fuck the sweet, introspective shit.
I’m having a glass of wine, a cigarette and eventually bed.
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