we were all hanging about for a bit, picking the local flora for soup, cats disinterestedly moseying amongst us. i stopped for a moment, realising that of all the kisses in my past, ---those i had received from her had lingered most vividly in my memory. toothlessly affectionate greetings. i carried on listening to her speak of life, death, and needing more little leaves for her soup. "why don't you bring me a cooker/stove? i could use one very well" i imagine a cooker tied to my back like a backpack, hiking up the little path through the woods to her residence. "cos they're too heavy". it would make it easier to make soup though, i supposed.
I remember those kisses!
Posted by: Claudia | August 10, 2006 at 10:49 PM
like i said.... memorable, and vividly so.... =)
Posted by: nick | August 11, 2006 at 10:13 PM
i'll never forget those kisses. and not in a good way either!
Posted by: brooke | August 18, 2006 at 08:54 PM