17 Monday Dec 2012
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Stupid.
Dramatic.
Useless.
Motherfucker.
Coffee can.
God dammit.
Hold still.
Belt.
Belt.
God dammit.
Belt.
Belt.
Belt.
Belt.
Son of a bitch.
Belt.
Belt.
Belt.
Belt.
Belt.
Belt.
Belt.
Belt.
Belt.
Belt.
Belt.
Shut up.
Burn.
17 Monday Dec 2012
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Peggy is a colleague of mine for whom I have the deepest respect. Although her post is outside the scope of my blog (experimental writing and creativity) this deserves to be shared as widely as possible.
Peggy and I have both spent today helping people process the horrors of the Newtown shootings. It’s what we do, doing first aid on those burned by Moloch.
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