Did you not know that I was merely turning the other cheek? Being both the hunted victim and blood-lust transgressor I had picked my own eyes out for my own eyes and I had no cheek left for your soft kiss which is why I did not see you grow so big while I was… Continue reading you grew so big
Author: Eleanor Jackson
Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet, performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal about town, feminist, freewheeler, and friend.
