I’m back. Back from Indonesia. Back from the end of the world. Back from my dirty pair of hospice shoes that got lost in the divorce. Dirty with cassava seeds and broken winged fruit bats named Rasta. Who eat bananas. And lay out in the sun. Some bat. Dirty with unexpected turns and white insects [...]
Entries from September 30th, 2011
I’ve got your voice on tape : I’ve got your words in me.
September 8th, 2011 · No Comments · Uncategorized
Some people turn sad awfully young. No special reason, it seems, but they seem almost to be born that way. They bruise easier, tire faster, cry quicker, remember longer and, as I say, get sadder younger than anyone else in the world. When wolves stalk the flock, best not to chain the dogs. And the [...]
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Crocodile Tears; It’s what I’ve never seen before that I recognize.
September 3rd, 2011 · No Comments · Uncategorized
crocodile tears (noun pl): An insincere display of grief; false tears. Also hypocritical sorrow. From the belief that crocodiles weep either to lure a victim or when eating one. Or when eating one. Olive and Mocha: Fast Times at Sugar High from Suzi Yoonessi on Vimeo. LOST? Coldplay (Music Video) 2008 from Jose Ricardo Garcia [...]
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