Monthly Archives: February 2013



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His reflection wobbles in the bent glass head long and grey as a secret from Roswell shoulders ballooning blue Popeye arms then he’s gone. The potholes have been marked their black mouths rimmed white Munch’s Scream as liquorice allsort then … Continue reading

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