holy day of whelping
by angeliska on January 11, 2003
now that i am older and wiser than i was the day before yesterday, i can tell you about my birthday… a wonderful, wonderful day it was indeed! i woke late and lay abed, listening to the wind blowing, scattering (…)
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by angeliska on January 10, 2003
i have decided that all of you are invited to my birthday party. RSVP let’s go to the zoo and set all the animals free
Hermit in the City
by angeliska on January 7, 2003
I am not normally a fan of bukowski, but finding this in a book on the back of somebody’s toilet over the holidays piqued me. It was one of miss myrtle’s paintings come to life in the written word. for (…)
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by angeliska on January 5, 2003
i don’t know why i let this happen the way i hate to start a day with screaming rages and bloody hands rifts that can’t be mended torn bits left hanging silence that breaks bones it makes me double up (…)
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by angeliska on January 3, 2003
i return, dusty, tattered, worn and weary but sleep seems far-off, a distant possibility.. images float in a brightly coloured stream- my brother stands there in the sun cracking bullwhip in his hand echoing off the brittle trees flaming stars (…)
