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His bones knock against each other In the way separate parts of one Collapsing sculpture collide. He Knew from the start that Convalescence was just a Euphemism for slowly dying,… Continue Reading
Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter
His bones knock against each other In the way separate parts of one Collapsing sculpture collide. He Knew from the start that Convalescence was just a Euphemism for slowly dying,… Continue Reading
Oddly, stupidly, weirdly, although I’ve retired from playing cricket, I am still shadow batting and shadow batting in my garden. But something has changed in the last few days. When… Continue Reading
today we celebratean accident of birththe discrimination of wealtha country that feeds its royals but not its needya distorted image of love with an agendathe gulf between the great unwashedand… Continue Reading