Bad Kitty’s throat tightened – she vividly remembered now how it had clenched up. She’d given up on the food and was paying attention only to her wine glass, which was, as always, […]
Being of “an active and restless nature,” I undertook a voyage to Brobdingnag– aka Chelsea. The natives appeared to be more or less human-sized and to find me unremarkable (or perhaps did […]
hello, on internet/renitent voice derailed, uuhaaha hha, oh blue bird singing quantum nick, don’t pee ppee you sit on the fairy tale branch, bench of time sprigs why not, says thyme frog eyed cucurù, […]
Our last ride got us to somewhere on the outskirts of NYC, probably the Bronx. The guy who’d picked us up took us into a diner and ordered himself a coffee. I was […]
(Yes I am commenting about Close’s # MeToo moment –but at the end.) What the hell? Why is this station so big? It would have been perfect at La Guardia or JFK. And what with […]
Pictures of the show can be seen here below the card.
Bad Kitty – as often when autumn came on bright with its long, slanty shadows – felt the small press inside her chest of damage. Of course, much of the pained feeling was just the […]
mesmerizing is: translucent wood … as the green green colored bed you call your own, cuffing the tic tic tac of pointers, swinging the punch to hit home the plain hall of crazy […]
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