Oh Ted, never a truer… Would that I could still hold a word in my head/mouth/fingers, for all I wish right now is that I could catch the flight path scream of life in all the silent and surrendered places that was the last week/end in Sydney. But who this scattered and gone could pin… Continue reading emptied by words
Author: Eleanor Jackson
Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet, performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal about town, feminist, freewheeler, and friend.