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men on mars

July 16, 2009


What is your substance, whereof are you made, That millions of strange shadows on you tend? Shakespeare I still remember the first time when Virginia-4 touched me. It was not really how she was meant to work, which is why I was as surprised as she was, probably. We were both grinding away alone in […]


June 18, 2009


three perspectives: a boy, a mother, and a gun. the boy walks behind his mum to school. he doesn’t want to be there, he wants to stay with her. she walks on a tightrope, shaking in the rhythm of the street, hither thither hey & hoo. she put her black high heel boots on today. […]