Some mornings when the alarm goes off, I am keenly aware of the length of nine minutes. I feel time acutely. And sometimes I feel a little sorry for myself. Then I press snooze. I’m pretty sure, however, that this next cyclist feels time much more acutely. And I don’t believe there’s much time for… Continue reading 306
Author: Eleanor Jackson
Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet, performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal about town, feminist, freewheeler, and friend.
