Cheese

I came upon it, powedered, immediately added it to the concotion, to the sunday evening storming and its coldness.  Spring my ass, the good nature of the warm days, so misleading, gone completely. It is cold, put back your long socks, your undershirt, cleaveage under your own risk. Of course there are those who don’t [...]

Posted at 10:47 pm on September 27, 2009 | 1 comment | Filed Under: Sundayscribblings | read on

Tattoo

He noticed, I wonder what he thought. If I put it into words it would go over cheesy, cliché, kitsch, you name it. His beard, the distant mark or laceration: he squeezed a pimple there, for sure. The idea of what he wants, beginning to wrap myself around it, this constant contact we have  had [...]

Posted at 9:46 pm on September 14, 2009 | 3 comments | Filed Under: Sundayscribblings | read on

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