Monday, 18 February 2008

A deader writes. I'm the Dead so that's what you call me.
You know, that or, uh, His Deadness, or uh, Deader, or El Deaderino,
if you're not into the whole brevity thing. Emily Dickinson ---
mindless Fun. "Work is not the only work" (Uncle Bulgaria).
The woman knitting a tiny flash. Bloodsoaked Yaris?



Dear talkers of the walk and vice versa,
Admit that you are invited to:

THREE POETRY READING

Sin one night
at The University of Sussex in Brightonin EDB 121
on Thursday 28th February
at 6pm sharp

Come and black out to the amazingly *latest* trends in Apparatchik-Lit, as propagated in a fit of sleights by

FRANCESCA BEASLEY + MIKE WALLACE-HADRILL + JOHN WILKINSON

Free wine! Intense atmosphere of a *scene*! Romance!

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