poorly marked out, only a daub of paint here there here where they’re there I have left my imprint printed in printed on your chest how foolish to love and love and to care here there here where they’re there pat me on my arm, I can tell this is making you uncomfortable all the… Continue reading the relentless crescendo
Author: Eleanor Jackson
Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet, performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal about town, feminist, freewheeler, and friend.