Thoughts about my language.
A collection of life moments.
"Perhaps history is what lives in the bones, what names a body unfamiliar."
"He was the worst hangover from my best nights"
Elizabeth Jarrett is a Gumbaynggirr Dunghutti Bundjalung poet and activist.
Around Lu, the sun rose and the night set, the trees grew and shed leaves, animals gave birth and died, plants bloomed, stars expanded and burst.
Paying tribute to an overlooked symbol
A strange sketch