by upright | Mar 25, 2016 | Ulysses |
Fifteen yesterday. Curious, fifteenth of the month too. Her first birthday away from home. Separation. Remember the summer morning she was born, running to knock up Mrs Thornton in Denzille street. Jolly old woman. Lot of babies she must have helped into the world....
by upright | Mar 21, 2016 | Ulysses |
Cup of tea now. He sat down, cut and buttered a slice of the loaf. He shore away the burnt flesh and flung it to the cat. Then he put a forkful into his mouth, chewing with discernment the toothsome pliant meat. Done to a turn. A mouthful of tea. Then he cut away dies...
by upright | Mar 18, 2016 | Ulysses |
The sluggish cream wound curdling spirals through her tea. Better remind her of the word: metempsychosis. An example would be better. An example? The Bath of the Nymph over the bed. Given away with the Easter number of Photo Bits: Splendid masterpiece in art colours....
by upright | Mar 17, 2016 | Robot E Lee |
ROBOT E LEE WAR JOURNAL: 17th March, 2016 One peculiar trend at this point in history is for the broader public to appropriate a cultural holiday from one group and use it as a justification for bacchanalian revels. This is especially popular in mid March and early...
by upright | Mar 14, 2016 | Ulysses |
He smiled, glancing askance at her mocking eyes. The same young eyes. The first night after the charades. Dolphin’s Barn. He turned over the smudged pages. Ruby: the Pride of the Ring. Hello. Illustration. Fierce Italian with carriagewhip. Must be Ruby pride of...
