The space between us like taffy – Together, apart, sticky. The din the bar the strobe light Illuminating then obscuring you Oscillating your beauty and my longing I lean to make some point You say, I see But I’ve forgotten what I said, And the room has gone dark again The music like blood in… Continue reading We pull
Author: Eleanor Jackson
Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet, performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal about town, feminist, freewheeler, and friend.