Every Man His Own Stylo: Archive

Late Night Maudlin Street

Winter coming Winter push on (push on) Oh, winter push on Winter is so long Winter moves on The last night on Maudlin Street Goodbye house, goodbye stairs I was born here And I was raised here, and …I took some stick here Love at first sight It may sound trite But it’s true, you know I could list the detail Of everything you ever wore or said Or how you stood the day As...

Nov 30th

Broken Crow

You’ve gone skinny all alone in New York City it’s okay, spread the peanut butter thick. you’re back home. sleep ‘til noon and listen to the shape shifters in the volvo on your way to borrow foreign movies from the library. Did they teach you french in new york? did you learn to shave your face close with dial soap and a steak knife? how to slickly wipe a sweaty palm on...

Nov 29th

Nov 28th

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Bullshit/Bollocks.

‘I’m gonna keep drinking until they catch Jaws the shark’ Wondering what’s more urgent, happiness through some sort of long term basis; visiting Paris, Rome and New York with someone I love or more short term; buy some spelt flour, oats, some other bran stuff, blueberries, maple syrup, oat/rice milk. Y’know boring vegan shit. It’s obvious which is more...

Nov 28th