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The Knife that Turned Me into a Pornographer

Posted on March 3, 2011 by jmdarling

I woke up yesterday with an uncanny feeling that my Dad had died. I sang Danny Boy, his favourite song, (he’s Irish) in the shower, then forget about it. He lives on a small Pacific Island with no phone so … Continue reading →

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Sometimes A Poem Makes it Better

Posted on March 3, 2011 by jmdarling

Hello unto whoever this my be read by: This week has been a really challenging one for me for both professional and personal reasons. Professionally I’m working, as they say, to the bone. But’s it’s wonderful work, all full of … Continue reading →

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