Adolfo Aranjuez

Queer Modes: New Australian Poetry

I did not want to build a falling-down house of rhetoric
Or even one that could stand all the huffing and puffing

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I still think of how this road was made for us. The sun is different here. Wear our love like a talisman, ward off the lines I wrote to demarcate you from me. They aren’t incarnations to summon you. I …

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