Let’s not say I’m auditioning suburbs as lovers I’m plenty sweet on West End – she knows me and she likes me I like her and I know her well enough for taking her to bed. The faded resin of her scent lingers some sudorific afternoons I lick my fingers taste patchouli and smell faint… Continue reading Sunnybank
Author: Eleanor Jackson
Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet, performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal about town, feminist, freewheeler, and friend.