Chalk Circle
by JAYA PENELOPE there was a forest in my bed small forests on my legs cold stars blazed in my mouth in my mind dreams ran like clear water through the temple of my skull I built cairns of white stones …
by JAYA PENELOPE there was a forest in my bed small forests on my legs cold stars blazed in my mouth in my mind dreams ran like clear water through the temple of my skull I built cairns of white stones …
by JAYA PENELOPE For my great-great grandmother Catherine Tobin Everything falters under the fierce light as you step blinking from the belly of the frigate, your hopes folded tight among the threadbare dresses in the weathered trunk you clutch between…
Jaya Penelope is a poet and oral storyteller who lives in Walyalup/Fremantle, Western Australia on Whadjuk Noongar land. Her poetry has been shortlisted for The Heroines Women’s Writing Prize and The KSP Poetry Competition and published in various journals. Work…