Today was to be a poet-novelist catch-up kinda day, a cracker, Anzac biscuit, apple cake & tea day, a jog the beach in the rain day, a water education meeting day. Instead, it broke as a pink, puffed-up, conjunctiveye kind’v day, a colloidal silver drops in screwed eyes day, a Mummy I forgot finger itching …
are nothing like anything you might have expected. Hence, exhausted and relieved, I’m posting early. Goedenacht. #32, Adam Zdrodowski, Amsterdam
the rain ruins everything your mood our ramen dinner our hair my shoes my diet your wallet our sleep my salmon pink trousers
In a case of matrimonial misfit, Ethel, a nurse, and Bryan, a surveyor, applied for and received judicial separation from the Supreme Court. She retains custody of their children, and does not after all have to contribute to their support from her salary. A theatre-goer suggests a cloakroom system similar to the theatres of note …
learn a languish send off your poverty lax and lax without timing or sweeping Splash!
Today my clock stopped. Only for a few seconds though. Out of breath?