when the world speaks to you in poetry
a foggy dusk of what and was His whistle. Threw my branches. Far from the tree. Where I belong. And I remember how the wind tasted. Queensland winter prick. Where people start to...
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buttoning snaps
11.53pm … just made it. buttoning snaps I can’t break our body Clocks. Your 5 o’clock disguise. My 3am surprise. See we aren’t supposed To be (in)different. I stomp loudly and free.
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because you can never move enough
Scratch Melbourne. Moving a few buildings closer to work for a brief period. Many buildings closer… I’m moving to a building and I’m not leaving without some sort of published item that has...
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oh… you ‘blog’?
Somewhere over the evolution of humanhood the word ‘blog’ was invented. Apparently it stems from the word ‘weblog’ that floated down from some other far away land of ‘ummm… i don’t know… what...
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photos of when
Dear blog family Many are aware of my three day drive down the east coast from Brisbane to Melbourne and return flight that landed me back north Saturday. And for those who aren’t…...
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serialized 6 of 9
‘If you speak to us after,’ says Uncle Randy, ‘we can arrange a time to come out to your place for a thorough investigation. Once we bring our equipment and test the area,...
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serialized 5 of 9
I don’t think the couple has any idea that anyone else is even in here. I wonder if they even know where they are or just accidentally showed up. I can tell they...
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serialized 4 of 9
Cherie has cheerleading practice and doesn’t even stick around to wait for things to start. While Dad and Uncle Randy anxiously pace backstage, Ted and I stand off to the left hand side...
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