So I am trying not to torture myself with thoughts of summer, that time, way back when my back felt good and my saddle was not giving me curry. Back when I was actually riding my bike. Every god damn day. Not like now. Despite my extremely active campaigning for a place on the Roobaix… Continue reading baby it’s cold outside
Author: Eleanor Jackson
Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet, performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal about town, feminist, freewheeler, and friend.