anne_szumigalski thwa one day they will find me dead o dead dead a stinking bundle of dead and in my hand a peeled wand and in my ear a cricket sitting telling me stories and predictions and time of night 140330 ... lazy e_o_i Ah yes, thanks. Of course, when I said I knew about her, I meant more that I heard someone read from a book of hers at a poetry reading in her name. Something about God and alligators. 140402 ... e_o_i Possibly crocodiles. 140402 what's it to you? who go blather from