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Showing posts with label lips. Show all posts
Sunday, February 23, 2014

Stonehenge

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Poet's Sleep, 1989, Chang Houg Ahn  The taste is new; a mellow concoction of innocence and corruption, without a sell-by da...
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Sunday, February 10, 2013

Regarding Lemons

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( R.A.D. Stainforth and lemons and so on...) Those lemons I bought at Christmas are still in the fridge ― I had the best intentio...
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Tess Kincaid
I adore the scent of old paper in secondhand bookshops, the dance of words on a page, gathering odd things like a magpie, fresh flowers, woolly socks, keeping company with art, the thrill of film, and concocting an occasional culinary delight for the people I love.
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