The we called but you were out card failed to distinguish itself from the keys and the coins in the bowl in the kitchen. Instead I spy my fluorescent green lighter and wish I could still smoke, forgetting three times to remember the package has arrived. Eventually, I mime the gestures of Christmas outside the… Continue reading Upon receiving a book with my name on it
Author: 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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