thanks be for Wurundjeri country

today’s phone call were all mostly like this: “ah hulloh luv.. no, no vessel will take you from oz.. yeah mate, there is just no way.”

i left this growing pool of potential stagnation behind, feeling concern’s broad teeth gnawing at me.

it was “very very rocky” Merri Creek, that brought me back to light, a blessing flowing wet through the urban-scape

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