Pre-Pentimento

Whatever comes to mind before I alter it with the overpaint of time. Mostly satire, poetry and fiction but occasional unreliable fact, as all facts seems to be today. From deepest Notting Hill. London.

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Showing posts with label death. Show all posts
Showing posts with label death. Show all posts
Tuesday, 21 February 2012

The bathroom of Elvis's death.

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Walking past this window in Kensington Park Road a five year old boy said to me, without preamble, 'That is where Elvis Presley died...
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Monday, 20 September 2010

Wake up and smell the coffin.

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Photograph: David Petch She leans in then for one moment supplements my weak breath with hers she whispers Wake up ...
Thursday, 1 July 2010

Cheating death with black balls.

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Many many years ago, not long after the squabble with Jackson Pollock (blog passim) and as a result of that squabble I entered into one of ...
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