Tag: vegetarian
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Like Thoughtful Meat
Where is spring? Sunset holds the breath, Where are days watching light orbit earth? Gone the orb, the cusp of heartbreak. . Positivity clawing from black, An impossibility it’s true, Remaining powerless, Like thoughtful meat.
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Laos In Instagram
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Twenty Years Without Death
Eating hidden flesh, Hurling until the blood rises to the skin. Your mistake has cost you two days and two hundred pounds, Its cost me twenty years without death. Hidden amoncst beans and roots, The screen commits a thousand sins. Your mistake draws tears past the surface, and out, My twenty years without death. .
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Are Rizla Papers Vegetarian?
Five roll up ends already smoked before i rise, Poor glue that once lived, such a strange cremation. Clock clicking towards discomfort, real life, Hoofs on my lips, bones in my lungs. The cancer is coming. Trot Trot.
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Do You Want Some Food Birdie? – Street Food of Burma
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There’s Going to be a Murder – A Vegans Dilemma When Treating Intestinal Parasites!
The parasites living in my intestine are still there, still guests and still living from my body. Still inducing the diarrhea, the vomiting and the swelling of my abdomen. Controlling if i am hungry or not, tired or not, sick or not, in the bathroom or not. Tiny organisms controlling parts of my being, for sure a percentage. Diagnosis was…
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The Joy of Chopping Garlic
The joy of chopping garlic, the smallest of slimy Indian cloves, crush and peel. My very own cooker in my first kitchen in eight months. The joy of washing plates in real detergent, not sand or a plastic bag. The pleasure of washing the most beautiful tomatoes, peppers, aubergines, arranging them in my rented fridge, in my rented kitchen with a look of the 1950’s.…
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Rural Burma in Black and White
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The Animals of Kuala Lumpur
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Baaaaaaaa
April 2004 Caravans are synonymous with motorways. The sun i think is trying to break through the cloud, as we, John, Miss Nolen and myself drive through North Yorkshire.Them being directly in front followed by many miles of correctly measured tarmac leading to Liverpool, city of culture 2004. My first visit. Little lambs in fields. Fog, lambs…
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