Monthly Archives: September 2012

Baby Saliva is Clean

I arrived late to the party. The music was soft and sweet, Decelerating the company, Inseminating … by that I mean People were dancing. Some were writhing sluggishly, Like cut worms, on that filthy carpet, Lathering their skin’s surplus around … Continue reading

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Entertain Us

Ushers clad in white rush the masses to their seats. Talk dulls to whispers as the queue outside depletes. A black suit waves his wand at centre stage. “It looks just like they said it would on this week’s news’ … Continue reading

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Bruce Peninsula Grotto

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Hero

The booming voice of an announcer with a Jamaican accent rumbled from the stage at Abbotsfield Park on a vivid Saturday afternoon. Wind turned the sun-parched grass into tiny whips, rippling amidst the ankles of sandal-footed people of various skin … Continue reading

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Cat Woman

I did spend time throwing my body over couches, sighing deep from the belly to sad music and murky martinis. I was so heavy I would crash land at the bottom of long-necked bottles with red stained lips. But I … Continue reading

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