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.
Comes a rainstorm put your rubbers
this taut translucent skin that conceals a febrile itch underneath
you can tell everybody this is your
by prickling the thumbs is the opposable knuckle broken
this quick release thin line fading beauty
nothing can be done when kingdom comes
kingdom comes when nothing can be done
thin line fading beauty this quick release
is the opposable knuckle broken by prickling the thumbs
this is your you can tell everybody
a febrile itch underneath this taut translucent skin that conceals
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