Weasles and Wumps |
Mumps are back in town. We're going to grow some worms!
Posted by Woe is me bones on Fri, 14 Apr 2006 08:12:00 PST |
I dreamt of flying jungle sex. |
We misread romance novels in the grocery store while we gather our vegetables. Shall I send some radio waves your wayah? Huwai huwai hawaii.
Posted by Woe is me bones on Sun, 26 Mar 2006 08:15:00 PST |
Mal de mer |
Oh, you rats, you weasels, you waterlogged round-eyed men! Will you come where barnacles proliferate and break ship hulls? Or just sit tight, philoso-fast and drown?
Posted by Woe is me bones on Sat, 18 Feb 2006 05:59:00 PST |
Milk an honey |
The Northern summer, white sand, squalling up into our bones and feelers. We went sailing on the river Jordan, we went to the holy see.
Posted by Woe is me bones on Mon, 13 Feb 2006 10:51:00 PST |
We've found the magic of the forest |
The way the snow is falling makes it look like footprints are left by ghosts. Two days ago we made a shrine to the household gods: if our house was burnt and we had to flee in the night those gods m...
Posted by Woe is me bones on Fri, 10 Feb 2006 09:19:00 PST |
