November 2012
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February 2012
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Monsters I remember
There was this monster that lived under my bed, I used to pull the covers tight over my head and pretend to sleep. Alone in the dark I would wait. The monster is still waiting too…. Monsters I remember and the tape I hid under the bed but its the same old story about good intentions and don’t you hope to learn to know the difference. Monsters I remember and being a little girl fumbling...
Glamorous
About ten days into my self-imposed confinement I sent Miek a postcard. Dear Miek There is nothing glamorous about being in a mental hospital Love Jones 3 days later Miek arrived, having taken the train up from the village. Sitting in hard green plastic chairs, among the concerned friends and family members, its hard to make eye contact. I respect any animal that can make eye contact from...
January 2012
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November 2011
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October 2011
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