Showing posts with label washing line. Show all posts
Showing posts with label washing line. Show all posts
Monday, 25 November 2013
Moleskine Pages - Birth
She birthed us, then she hung us out to dry. Living upside down caused long term confusion and a yearning for stillness. She was so proud.
Monday, 3 December 2012
Moleskine pages - A Lifetime Of Labour Pains
" His eyes told me nothing in seven languages. The nape of my neck prickled in exquisite revulsion. His touch made my toes curl with involuntary spasms, he misread my responses in spectacular fashion. My good manners ended with a son, he had has his father's nose.
I had a lifetime of labour pains."
I had a lifetime of labour pains."
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