Poem coincides with the COVFEFE of life. I found this line “All we are not stares back at what we are” - W.H Auden in a book I was reading last night, Janice Pariat’s “Seahorse” and it kept me awake all night. Today morning I woke up to a new word coined by a new President Trump... Continue Reading →
Books to trump Trump Age
“Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe” by Fannie Flagg. We need to read books that talk about togetherness, in the time of He Who Is Too Disgusting To Be Named. Books that have characters who used to laugh and love their neighbours. Books that bring fresh hope for a life that can be... Continue Reading →