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Archives mensuelles : octobre 2014
Sunday Morning in Kensington
I ate my entire breakfast. Four buttered halves of some compact and perfectly-square loaf of commercially-baked whole wheat bread, two small round pieces of peameal bacon, three over easy eggs, and a nice mixed green salad with a light vinaigrette … Lire la suite
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Marqué breakfast, Kensington Market, peace, simplicity, solitude, Sunday, Toronto
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A little bit of crazy
A little bit of crazy came in the mail today. A little reminder of the calibre I come from. A birthday card from my mother. The mother I don’t call and when I do I struggle to be civil with, … Lire la suite
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Marqué childhood, fear, forgiveness, healing, mental illness, mothers, naturalism, pain
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Micro-fiction 12: The Muse
Coffee breath, whisky breath. Long, dirty fingernails. Bushy beard and moustache. Untrimmed nose hairs, untrimmed ear hairs. Ghastly skinny, he forgets to eat but not to drink. He is unkempt and indifferent. He is a genius, a prodigy. They’ll see! … Lire la suite
