• Jacqueline Le Sueur


Updated: Jan 30

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


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