Update on The Bunny News
GloomyIt's pretty weird. I guess Fifi died of bunny cancer because she's a Rex, but I keep imagining part of their underground world collapsing on Ingrid. And then, you know, she just suffocates, which is awful. xD I'm so very cheerful in the mornings...
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Terrible DayThe little girls walked home together after school, the oldest one leading them home, past mean dogs sullenly chained and rumpled old men smoking pipes out on the street corners. Slipping past Momma where she cries on the sofa over old photos of how her naked body used to look before the babies, they pilfer Dr. Peppers from the fridge (ignore Momma when she screams: "goddamn, don't let the cold out") and file into the back of the house. The biggest girl gets on all fours. She's solid, sturdy like a cow and even bellows like one when a sister steps up on her back and reaches for a cord that dangles from the ceiling. The ladder comes down fast,Terrible Day
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A strange dayI become like moss and cling to wet surfaces. A collective pile of algae crawled into the tub and I stayed there for hours. I imagined my legs weren't there and spent the whole time looking for them. I used a snorkel and went deep under, and then into the pipes, using my hands to feel for my legs. "Have you seen my legs?" I asked a fish. It swam away.A strange day
I got out of the tub, walked around naked until I was dry and called you, but my voice had been removed from the background chatter and I forgot how to leave a message. I tried to talk but my voice rattled like a warning. I wondered if snakes used telephones and made a noise like a
by ~articulateneon
The Farmer's WifeEveryone was pleased when the farmer's wife became pregnant. All agreed that this is what is meant to happen, that the farmer will give his wife children. She swole up and grew pink with love for the small thing straining in her body. She was lovely and sublime, the orchard tree blossoming before the bearing of fruit. Then she vomited so much, and after months of weakness and the long faithless hours of struggle, the child was born cold. They put her to rest in the ground in the box that lovely glass dolls come in, her body wrapped in a blanket to keep her warm in the ground. Everyone at the funeral devoured the gossip of each other andThe Farmer's Wife
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- Current Residence: A bunny den. Shhh... they don't know I'm here..
- Interests: Paranoia, thinking, sleeping, internetting, writing, eating, various verbs
- Favourite movie: Cabaret!!! Prime, Driving Lessons, Liberty Heights
- Favourite band or musician: Leonard Cohen, Arlo Guthrie, STEPHIN MERRITT!!!!!!
- Favourite genre of music: Um. Generally, anything, but techno makes me cringe.
- Favourite artist: Siblings.
- Favourite poet or writer: My brother
- Favourite photographer: Someone with a camera.
- MP3 player of choice: My nonexistant one is the best!
- Shell of choice: ... Sea?
- Favourite game: Star Wars: Knights of The Old Republic (1 & 2), Sam & Max, The 7th Guest
- Favourite cartoon character: Guybrush Threepwood. Oooh, no! Revan.
- Personal Quote: "It's easy to find something worth dying for. Do you have anything worth living for?"
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