This night is not so cold

For I lit a tiny fire
With the thing I wanted most of all
Incinerating expectation
The fickle fuel of desire

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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