pack up that gentle face / impound your every sensibility / what a slippery bitch you are / there is you / just you / you in this scratch black ugly room / festering in every rotten bone of you / is something that you thought buried / but like some rotted flesh / beneath… Continue reading dance, motherfucker, dance
Author: Eleanor Jackson
Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet, performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal about town, feminist, freewheeler, and friend.
