For she had an interesting face Which seemed very beautiful, Clean, denuded of all make-up and artifice, And I like to listen in. She had already ordered her drink By the time I took my place at the bar Pen in hand Waiting for something interesting to happen, So I did not hear her voice… Continue reading I would have eavesdropped
Author: Eleanor Jackson
Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet, performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal about town, feminist, freewheeler, and friend.