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:: Friday, January 03, 2003
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Cookery Card / Hatch
Bold as brass that pigeons was. I sensed its beady orange eyes glaring down from the top of the cupboard. Pigeon intruder in our kitchen. It'd built a nest and intended to hatch and raise a family. Its home in our home.
:: Fretting 8:40 AM [+] ::
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:: Thursday, January 02, 2003
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Car Note / Settle
Now I think of it, her face reminds me of a Panetone- round, speckled with fruit. She grabs my arm. Tight.
Says
"sit in the chair, ok, just settle down
and we'll see. Maybe there'll be time, maybe there won't.
No promising."
As if.
Her forehead leaks moisture, insistently.
:: Fretting 3:58 PM [+] ::
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