C.C.

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Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Confession

Sarah’s confession. Part I. Sarah is about to speak when the freezer make a rattling sound. She looks terribly alarmed. “I think your freezer has stopped “ “Yes, she sighs I have simply dreaded that awful day to come round.’ I feel she is snuggling up to me just for comfort; the penny has not... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

4th Tea with Sarah.

4th 4th Episode Tea with Sarah. She is bustling around when I return; she has a large doll. ‘Just woken up.’ she says, and gives me a little smile. I realise it is an attempt at a joke. ’You must think I am awful.’ ‘No.’ I reply, people do lots of things once in a while.’ ‘Yes’ she sighs. ‘Do you... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, April 11, 2011

Tea with Sarah

Tea with Sarah. Episode Three It comes into focus it is wrapped in brown paper. It leans seemingly out of place against the primrose wall. Somehow it looks like a spade wide and running up to a taper. Sarah asks, ’Do you know anything about freezers at all?’ I smile. “No not really, is that the... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, April 9, 2011

Still drinking

Tea with Sarah, Do you take milk and sugar? I look at the clock, tick tock. Three photos in a frame slightly faded I have an urge to examine them. “Thank you no sugar ‘, I muse over the figure beneath the frock. Cucumber sandwiches and salty butter, no sign of a problem. ‘My name is Sarah.’ I... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, April 8, 2011

SARAH

Tea with Sarah There is no dirt on my shoes but the mat says wipe your feet. Did I agree in a moment of weakness to make this visit? I know that everything will be so perfect and terribly neat. I wonder into what seamless order I am expected to fit. A little tickle invades my throat sometimes... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Chopped about

Self-image I try desperately to hold your love in meaningful clusters. Surround you with roses and soft warm whispers Events flow on and do not bind me to the warmth I suggest. I follow and wonder if this is all that is left of happiness Perhaps I have sins buried within time or was not wise. I... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, April 4, 2011

. Love me. The urchin rides discovered promises. Admires the slips of substance, plants berries. in cherry holes. The beams of restlessness explore with kisses unfulfilled tall orders in eyes as black as coals. She drinks cocoa and one wonders about the light or even mystery beneath a flowered... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, April 2, 2011

Stars

Stars. Come my dear, life passes. You have dreams which you cannot resist? Is not your body sought as if it you were with trust. tremulously yielding, but still deep in the gentle twist. of your own dream and so in turn one feels the thrust on many burning stars for such an element. Indeed your... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, April 1, 2011

Nectar Points

# Nectar Points. I am the girl behind the counter and I must remember that I should always be polite and must dismember bit by bit, the gentle feeling that is stealing over my breasts. I think of pink sheets and the freedom that it suggests. Here with my frosty smile I try not to dream. I glance... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

So Sweet.

So sweet. I can assure you it will not hurt. I wonder are you religious? It seems such a pity to waste our pleasure on a warm evening. I expect your sister would not be so silly and conscientious. I would like one kiss before you mess your lips, it is spring. What do you say now; I must say your... Sign in to see full entry.

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