when the borders between us
are more jasmine than fence,
more mistake than betrayal,
I will cross the dew-wet street
without looking, you’ll see
more optimist than woman.
Samantha Johnson (she/her) is a poet in Melbourne, working on her debut collection. Her work explores grace and grief – apron strings of time spent in the domestic. She writes on the unceded land of the Traditional Owners of the Kulin Nation and acknowledges their elders, culture and creativity. You can find her tweeting words at @joyandcorduroy.