I dreamed last night of a church fete, an evening celebration, a nativity I didn’t recognise, hand collaged books made by my children, the snow, and a swarthy man who made me buy him dinner. … The night before I dreamed that you raped me. Inconceivable and somehow plausible, it was more frightening than the… Continue reading crying from both eyes
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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