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David Gairdner - My Life as an Online Friend
I'm clipboard copy/paster saved for later put me in your library then delete forever
David Gairdner
Mar 301 min read
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David Gairdner
Property too expensive? Live in a shoebox. Cemetery too expensive? Dead in a shoebox. Â Like the bird, broken necked by a window that...
David Gairdner
Mar 301 min read
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David Gairdner - Paste
Da Vinci smiled, seeing himself in the albumen. Yeah, I know that smile too. I've sung those highway blues. All are self-portraits to her.
David Gairdner
Mar 301 min read
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Vesna McMaster - Paste
I don’t have time to Assemble a decent verse Open the jarred paste
Vesna McMaster
Mar 301 min read
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David Gairdner
Some things are like the rain. Though you can feel it up close, it is easier to see from a distance, or surmised when walking a soft field.
David Gairdner
Mar 301 min read
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Vesna McMaster - Paste
Impasto thinking an overlapping chaos brain swamped in paint splats
Vesna McMaster
Mar 301 min read
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David Gairdner
AFTER THE RAIN: Birds misnomer the field with seed. Months later, the harvest arrives.
David Gairdner
Mar 301 min read
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Vesna McMaster - Paste
Misread calendar Deadline closer than I thought Face like mushroom pate
Vesna McMaster
Mar 301 min read
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David Gairdner - Preserve
The sun is black, if you look at it enough.
David Gairdner
Mar 241 min read
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Kevan Smith - Preserve
My job is to keep treasured foodstuffs safe but accessible to family members, and customers. One way to achieve this is to prevent...
Kevan Smith
Mar 231 min read
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David Gairdner - Preserve
Long after the tree withered, orange quartered, marmalade slathered, glass jar shattered; A buried shard enters flesh, waking a sleeping...
David Gairdner
Mar 231 min read
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David Gairdner - Preserve
I wake up feeling like I've lost a fortune.... I will not sleep in those mansions again. The wealth is housed by others. It's too late.
David Gairdner
Mar 231 min read
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David Gairdner - Impress
The Necropolis: A city that always sleeps, Except late last night. Â Waking for event, Cemetery members' draw, Grandma wins trinkets.
David Gairdner
Mar 161 min read
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David Gairdner - Impress
Open your big eyes, telling me lies. Soul mate -- bye bye -- washing machine.
David Gairdner
Mar 161 min read
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David Gairdner - Impress
I spend life waiting, for you to ask for magic. Rabbit dies in hat.
David Gairdner
Mar 161 min read
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David Gairdner - Impress
Impressionism: Your sunsets weren't that blurry. My photos prove it.
David Gairdner
Mar 161 min read
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David Gairdner - Deep
My grandma in her late age, would speak to me of old loved ones passing. Â When she listed names, I would narrow my eyes, nod slowly and...
David Gairdner
Mar 91 min read
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Vesna McMaster - Tomato
First Park Run in years Instils the rosy glow of A ripe tomato
Vesna McMaster
Mar 21 min read
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David Gairdner - Tomato
INT. KITCHEN - DAY Landline phone. Middle-aged. TRENT GORMAN is on the phone. The house is cluttered with things. Trent is crying. Â ...
David Gairdner
Mar 26 min read
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