june

the coldest Sydney has been to me. I’ve sought out warmth from people I am lucky to love. many remain out of reach - different places and time zones. my parents watch movies by the fireplace in the lounge room where my little brother learnt to walk. my little brother walks through cities where I lost myself and opened new doors, places and faces to dream about and miss. somebody eating corn off the cob in the arcade near town hall station. where did I last do this? is the corn as sweet in this hempisphere? at the rally a fourteen year old educates the masses of the implications of the US congress banning use of the Palestinian death toll, illustrating the catastrophic double standard by which holocaust denial is internationally recognised as a crime against humanity. rich white men criminalise discussion of the deaths caused by the bombs they drop. I fall asleep watching a movie on the couch with friends I used to live with. in my dream I’m at church and I see my orthodontist in the pew; I thank him for messing up my teeth. work through each day and money means less. how lucky and silly that I can’t spare a moment for something I love. in a world so ugly can I rationalise wanting more? I’d like to tell stories again. precious time - where does it all go? somebody I love and lived with in Lewes is pregnant. I still sleep with my teddy bear at night.