No matter the flash, no matter that I was tipsy and couldn’t frame a nice shot in the dark if my life depended on it, no matter the leach out, I love that you decorated your own helmet, in spidery lines that remind me of lino-cut experiments in Year 9 Art – at which I… Continue reading spider man, spider man
Author: Eleanor Jackson
Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet, performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal about town, feminist, freewheeler, and friend.