Killing my days. do not seek the because – in love there is no because, no reason, no explanation, no solutions anais nin drift further away from everything of beauty and gag in memory of things beautiful and things so very plain forget forget and forget even more nothing good can come of remembering the… Continue reading if only they knew how the veils were
Author: Eleanor Jackson
Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet, performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal about town, feminist, freewheeler, and friend.
