Daily Archives: April 17, 2018

flip me crazy

like a page, ………………………………..like an empty box rage, ………………….like a (rib)cage -d bird, singing.       .. twiglet #72, with somethin’ me n Shawna said.   

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mercury blues (slumber party songs)

.. we are self -session (air)guitarist girls, fusing pillow-songs about stupid boys and long hot Brisbane summers and all that raining-on-Sunday longing for some stripy socks. we’ve got pink and turquoise noise tutus and a pen -chant for playing spin … Continue reading

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So, love walks into a bar

; takes a seat. Place smells like cigarettes and stale beer. Love smells like Chanel No 5 made a new sponsor deal with desperation; half-packed suitcases and twice-told secrets. Bartender’s got an attitude, and he’s fresh out of gin, tonic, … Continue reading

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