this is just a bedtime story exactly like all the others lurking in the bleak unknown spaces aching tunnels, delirious explanations witches who eat little children fanged wet open reddened mouths death waiting wishing hoping only for your dreams to be the dreams that are ink-stained blue trouble in your breast beating late we are… Continue reading don’t explain
Author: Eleanor Jackson
Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet, performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal about town, feminist, freewheeler, and friend.
