With a readership of one you never say that some mornings there is the scent of the back of your neck. Some evenings there is the quirk of your smile. Some afternoons the lightplay of your mind, the tenderness of your spirit and the quality of your heart. I was holding your hand at the… Continue reading Sometimes
Author: Eleanor Jackson
Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet, performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal about town, feminist, freewheeler, and friend.