Fire warnings always remind me of stranger days. And of the strangest of them all. The smell of smoke and the howl of dogs. Thinking of you all in the heat and the glaze. Here’s my it’s too hot poem for ya. — The creaking, galvanised arms of shop awnings screech down on their railings,… Continue reading pre-apocalyptic moresby
Author: Eleanor Jackson
Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet, performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal about town, feminist, freewheeler, and friend.
