I remember Herzog’s horror at the cruelty of men and women. And Citrine’s strong beating heart for Humboldt. And Bellow’s strings of commaless adjectives.
-10 May 2016… 9 more words
18 hours, 17 minutes ago
I remember the Brisbane Lifeline Bookfest, and the host of it, a portly man who elongated his vowels unnecessarily over the speakers. He would walk around in a safari suit, his belly bulging over khaki pants. 11 more words
I remember walking to Gormans with Eloise.
-8 May 2016
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1 day, 14 hours ago
I remember walking to Folio Books near the Stamford Plaza, then to Dymocks in the Queen Street Mall, then to Angus & Robertson on Adelaide Street. 15 more words
For six years beyond our mother’s passing we have watched the sunrise and set. The brilliant colors this morning are a testament that life goes on. 698 more words
2 days, 4 hours ago
I remember farming blood vials.
-6 May 2016
2 days, 15 hours ago
I remember clicking candy, frogs, and fractions, and killing Polaburrs with excessive HP.
-5 May 2016