You told me That you loved my frailty And that I always seemed to be About to smile. Which is why I have reserved for you My most acute rage, I have sequestered my every kindness, Packed up my gentle eyes, Impounded the face that says, “I can forgive”, and Replaced it with An iron… Continue reading in drunken complimentary phrases
Author: Eleanor Jackson
Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet, performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal about town, feminist, freewheeler, and friend.
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