Moleskine Pages- Elvis Lives

Elvis was a part of their lives in so many ways.

Moleskine Pages- Each Man Eats The Thing He Loves

Each man eats the thing he loves...
We broke flesh together eating our way from the bottom up,
I did not see the spirits rise and the mood go south, Nothing could prepare us for the silence that ensued.

Moleskine Pages- The Same Couch

We are sitting on the same couch
When we loved things, we sprinkled them with fairy dust and danced around a beloved totem with eyes closed. Time gives and takes too much with heartless disregard.

Moleskine Pages - Teddy Beares Picnic

They danced with awkard rhythm to a tuneless noise. When they lived on cloud nine their rent was paid, food was solid gold and breathing was their last hope of survival.

Moleskine Pages- Watch This Space

They mistook every woman with a cape for a superhero and expected to be saved. Until then most didn't know they were in danger.

Moleskine Pages- 1666

" In the mind of the baying mob, her baby chicks were in fact fire bombs that would destroy their city."
The Great Fire Of London that almost wiped out the City of London in 1666 was such an overwhelming catastrophe, citizens couldn't accept that the cause was a mundane spark that took hold and spread from a bakery. They preferred to attribute it to a supernatural factors. A young woman approaching the city centre  carrying a clutch of chicks to sell, was beset by a mob shouting that the chicks were in fact 'fireballs', whatever they are and that she was a witch ready to cause mischief. The poor woman was beaten almost to death and both her breasts were hacked off. This true story tells us that violence against women is nothing new, and that a mob is an irrational energy that is dangerously suggestible. A true lesson for these troubled times.

Moleskine Pages- The Sisterhood

The Sisterhood convened o plan the future, and clean up the past. They then gave God his next set of instructions.

Moleskine Pages - We Sang The Purple

We sang the purple in red letter breath. Eyes closed we vibrate to the music of polka dot love. My wings flapped for the first time when I saw your yellow eyes grow smaller. Hate gave me power.

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A tiny collage/ water colour 3"x 7" on illustration board. Kisses are magic, love is power!

Moleskine Pages - Sweat

She nurtured everyone with a forceful vigour. Her milk; rich in human kindness and life- preserving anti- bodies. It gave her pleasure, and her diamante buckles twinkled and flashed with toe- curling Extacy. We tried to show appreciation but the sweat stained armpits and ripe body odour made it hard not to gag during close contact.

Moleskine Pages- Fear Of Apples

Men are born with an atavistic fear of apples. They were loaded grenades capable of causing catastrophe and collateral damage. Men believe every woman comes ready armed.

Moleskine Pages- I Miss You

The legend told us of familiar shadows and seductive voices. Brown bread memories and washing line tents.I carry you on my frozen shoulder and see through your undead eyes. I miss you.

Moleskine Pages - Her Own Private Circus

She learned to juggle before she birthed her own private circus.