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robbed

  • Writer: Jacqueline Le Sueur
    Jacqueline Le Sueur
  • Jan 29, 2020
  • 1 min read

Updated: Jan 30, 2020

slumped under a tree in the centre of the city half-empty bottle by your side liquid purple ticket to the dreamtime

eyes shut foot twitching a smile on your round black face

lost in ancestral memories walking the scorched red earth of Arnhem land escaping for a while the hatred of the white New World




Written in a cafe in Perth, observing the world around me

https://hellopoetry.com/poem/56054/robbed/

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