by Angeliska on February 20, 2005
I don’t know how to do this. I don’t know how to encapsulate, to express in a few words, a thousand words everything there is to say about this girl: Pandora Aurora Rose Pumpkinhead (Katherine Jeanine Hastings) July 22nd, 1975 (…)
by Angeliska on February 17, 2005
We’ve been witnessing your many and varied forms of control today. They’re very effective. Very pretty. When the gods want to punish you they answer your prayers If an arrow is shot at your feet, don’t pick it up and (…)
by Angeliska on February 13, 2005
Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the ice weasels come.
by Angeliska on February 11, 2005
Forgive the long absence, and the coming deluge- A dear friend of mine died recently, and I am still processing the weight and wages of loss.. All perception of the past two weeks has been blurred by an overwhelming intensity (…)