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.
Appetite
this angry hunger
moulds the day into a compressed bomb
inevitable destruction and deep wounds
everything unbleeding and retracting
recoil prepared gun butt to shoulder
we mete out justice genders
this is a warm game a game of war
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