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Monthly Archives: April 2009

Dreams of my father

April 28, 2009 – 6:22 am

My father has been dead for twenty years. Having lived with it for so long, in certain ways his absence is a relief. It is nice to be able to live out my life without worrying about the apoplexy that would follow every visible piercing or boyfriend and without the constant flux of his vanishings [...]

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If Matei could write a diary

April 15, 2009 – 9:57 am

Dear Diary,
This day marks 15 and a half months of imprisonment in this frustrating world, and this miserable fleshly shell.
I hate the fact that I cannot watch airplanes every waking breathing moment of my day, and I hate having my nappy changed, but most of all I hate my mother. She’s such a bitch!
Take yesterday, [...]

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A gift of dead birds is the sincerest form of flattery

April 4, 2009 – 4:48 pm

Today, I can only offer you small bits and pieces of woe since I am ill, which is both wretched and dull.
1. Morose Frog Baby wants you to know that he also knows suffering:

2. George the Cat padded into the house from the garden, carrying a largish dead bird by its head all ‘Look at [...]

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