from My Vicipedia Komst Borscht (derived from my mum’s recipe) Stock made with 1 good chicken (fryers suck for this), fresh, free range is best 2 sticks celery ½ – 1 onion roughly chopped 1 carrot, 2 if you like the soup a little sweeter pepper corns 2 bay leaves Boil, reduce to low boil
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HOW WE DIE
MY PSYCH Says: Imagine a positive outcome!” HOW WE DIE We all want to know HOW when somebody we know, died. – anonymous 1. Did he get his comeuppance a bullet back of the head hands tied/to an overdose. on a backroad to death valley Live or die make the difference clear vote your
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WAVES
THE SCALE OF MY MISFORTUNE Like everything about me the scale of my misfortune frightens those about me as my mother said though tell me Tell me something anything before I’m dead. Don’t make me plague your dreams, like last night wanting you to drive us home dad asking where you hid his flat cap
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FOUR IN THE MORNING
It’s four in the morning and Gus my tabby cat leaps onto the open window screen chasing Birds in the dark the screen falls out so does Gus waking me from a coarse slumber one leg on and one leg off I tumble into my wheel chair rolling far enough to reach the fallen Screen
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CAUGHT SPEEDING
SHIFT CHANGE — He was running away he said, when we pulled him over. I asked him from what, thinking maybe there had been a bar fight after closing, though he didn’t look beat up. He had been going over 120 in an 80-kilometer zone. — I wet the bed he replied. — What? —
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ENNS STOMP
Inspiration wracks cough in cough let me out! Spit in the tissue Show is over, top sheet under my desk, over foot, where we draw the line with a biro pen measures the progress of another mandolin shaped swelling hides under my linen sheet settles down dementia yanks my chin wags what a drag
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