Alas! this blog is
no longer where it is at.
Onwards! (Back to home.)
It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.
Oh baby, I love this place. And this is my poem:
About 5:50 at the busstop
righteous concrete they feed
with infra garden sometime
resurrect ing within thy abundant nectar
psuedo ghost s of crystal despair .
GIRL
Diana Evans
called Dee
since May 25th, 1980
terrorising inner-city Melbourne
consuming flat whites
producing words, hers and other people's
contact dee [at] viscerate [dot] com
SITE
viscerate.com
consisting of personal reflections
photography by Amy Q
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