Otoño, digo con la voz que no emite sonidos, y aparecen frente a mi puñados de hojas secas que ha juntado mi padre para que de un salto me arroje a ellas descubriendo como cruje la llegada de una estación
I pay my respects to the Traditional Owners of the land and waterways, as well as their elders, past, present, and future. I acknowledge that the land in which I now live, grow, dance, and mother, always was, and always will be, Aboriginal land.
I extend this respect to all Indigenous peoples of this continent and world, recognising their cultures as the oldest continuous living cultures in human history. I recognise the deep and enduring spiritual connections and relationship Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander people have with community, as well as the lands, oceans, waterways, air, and sky. I recognise that violence and suffering are an inextricable part of this world’s colonial past and – whether its colonial violence or not – that past still impacts to this day.