Articles from February 2009

Love me some salad.

Manifesto.

Sometimes when I am very, very tired, I drift away differently. My thoughts become a flowing, swirling, lovely place. And where it comes together is a warm place, That reminds me of curling under the…

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Sticky end.

Technology will be disabled for some set time. It seems I have been left with little choice. They will eat with you, snouts red, pointed teeth tearing and pulling. The carcass of yesterday whittled down…

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Isabel.

What a pretty little thing you are, Emerald eyes twinkling like stars in the sky, Skipping along, wavy hair bouncing, My little girl, I saw you once upon a time, Right before I cursed awake,…

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