Frank is saving my life right now. All of it. Australia is beautiful. And on the brink of
winter being over. This feels like winter is starting, to me. It is always cold and there is
a bone chill that sets in. The possum, not to be confused for our "o possum" are like cats
here. they are huge. and eat as much as raccoons. They look cuter than a rat, but I am certain
with all that cuddly looking fur, those pin button eyes and the little possum hands -- that i
still would have a bit of a problem with the homies jumping on my table and eating my
produce.
i've a long day today. longer than usual. jive and i will be teaching at Bundoora's Secondary
School then with Ken Arkind, one of my most hairy friends, will perform at Toff in Town
for an anthology launch! We met the hometown poets last night and ate a lot of seafood.
I appreciate that about the land. A lot of clean eating. And drinks. Lots of poetry and seafood
and drinks.
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