In My Father’s House - by Suneeta Peres da Costa 
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In My Father’s House - by Suneeta Peres da Costa 

We are / on land but the water is rising. Baby frogs, escaped / from the long-unused well, are found, delicate as / foreskins, among the Macau china …

This is part of our new 5-piece suite from South-Asian Australian writers inspired by the COVID situation in India and the Australian response

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