Postcard from Pitcairn

We’ve all burnt things haven’t we? bridges, cakes, hands our feet on the sands where time always seemed to stand still. I have to put down, set down, get down these lines before I forget, Later, I shall wonder why…

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Pan

Almost a bring and buy try before you fly or die to buy and try to fly and die, does that float your boat does it grab you and hold by the throat until you can no longer breathe? life is and always was that make-believe that you made yourself believe and yet you can’t…

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