We spent New Years at Minjerribah on Quandamooka Country. This place has always held such a special spot in my heart. It was so nice coming back again.
I feel it’s warmth deep within my skin. Boring further and further, layer after layer, until it’s golden rays reach my heart. My heart, red and radiant, shining and strong, could withstand the greatest of heartbreaks with the strength of the sun. So leave me here to rot and die, just like the fruit does for the flies. Nothing here could let me go, these roots I’ve planted are ready to over grow.
