Now is like forever. In this park of glooming distaste I taste blood and bleed sweat. Sirens whistle whilst we wander. Wonder wistfully. Whilst clenching Jenny’s clammy hands.White men don’t show weakness. Week-night date-night never knew this park, was once Gadigal country, ceremonial place ofthe rainy-day missing puzzle peace. Please, replace the rephrases of the […]