Monday, July 19, 2010

ode to padma


dear padma,

my father said this looks fun.
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you mad chihuahua

intoxicated with air-con avec silly pierre

hiding from the rain in panjim

making friends on the bus (not sure why you showed her the postcard with the seas of naked holy men)

I know you really got a kick out of this one...

and if you do expire at 55 i will visit you with lilies


in autumn


thanks for the ride (and all the wonderful meals we shared)

goodnight.


Ginger and Lemongrass, Bindi


(O the things you make me do)


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