Storm and stress as night turns to water, sky to floor, an intestinal tangle of corridors and navigation by touch, coughing figures in the dim periphery, and you with your face to the fickle and everywhere wind, while you whisper let this be over soon, let me rest, which could be also translated as come find me or I don’t know how to say this, but hold me, I want to be human, unalone, earthed, in other words, if this cannot end, let it be the kind of disaster in which we become, all of us here, awake and homely.
after the digital drawing & collage of the same name by Rachael Wenona Guy (2024)
Andy Jackson is a poet, essayist, and lecturer in creative writing at the University of Melbourne. His latest poetry collection
Human Looking won the ALS Gold Medal and the Prime Minister's Literary Award for Poetry. Andy's poems are included in the anthologies
Versus Versus: 100 Poems by Deaf, Disabled & Neurodivergent Poets (Bloodaxe, UK, 2025) and
Every Place on the Map is Disabled (Northwestern University Press, USA, 2026). He is a co-editor of
Raging Grace: Australian Writers Speak Out on Disability (Puncher & Wattman 2024), and he writes and rests on Dja Dja Wurrung country.
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