My song to thailand while you were in the shower |
Ants scurry from their sentry spoon in the sink as the water washes porcelain. Motorbikes splurge across glistening asphalt embedded and oily like a cigarette pack warning drunk driving ad.Faces blurr...
Posted by on Wed, 26 Sep 2007 21:26:00 GMT |
Ban Phe |
These are things I will remember, at once indistinct and transitory but also indelibly there, ready to manifest like spectres in the future that they create. Writhing on rooftops and you naked on con...
Posted by on Wed, 26 Sep 2007 21:24:00 GMT |
Frankie and Francesca |
Frankie and Francesca
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'You have to stop burrowing into my house like this Frankie, this cant keep happening, it has to s...
Posted by on Sun, 10 Jun 2007 02:59:00 GMT |
Thailand 2 |
Media Kids Journal part two, which was informed by this line, takenfrom popular music: Now I'm on my train, life in the fast lane nevergave me no game/ wakey wakey, its morning time on the Northern Li...
Posted by on Sun, 03 Jun 2007 01:30:00 GMT |
Thailand 1 |
Media Kids Journal part one: reflecting on Ban Phe under the fresh paint fumes.On the cusp of the rainy season the air buzzes electric with barelyrestrained potential. Dark skies are heavy with the pr...
Posted by on Sun, 03 Jun 2007 01:24:00 GMT |
