There are some voices it really just warms my heart to hear on the other end of the phone line. Even if all I can do is turn down their invitation to lunch and swap insults.
Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
Alas! this blog is
no longer where it is at.
Onwards! (Back to home.)
guts and garters
It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.
Monday, November 25, 2002
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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