Tegan Boundy > Recent Status Updates

'Now I sit on a stone seat in these gardens surveying the eternal city, and the little man who was shaving in London five days ago looks already like a heap of old clothes. London has also crumbled'

'He was far away, and yet he had not left her, he was here still, his shadow seemed to linger on the walls'.

'He is of that sort that they make angels of', said the verger, 'but they can't make many if they want him all as good as he is'.

'Here I should write large and bright about the SPRING. It has come. It has been with us for over a fortnight. Never did a winter sleep more like an infant sucking it's thumb'

'Mother says' - she hesitated uncertainly - 'mother says that two souls are sometimes created together and - and in love before they're born'

'Or once when I was sitting by the river I saw a cradle floating downstream. It was quite intact, except for a broken corner. Then the thoughts really came. Who could the owner of the cradle be? Your damn soldiers must have come to an aul and rounded up the Chechen women. Some devil killed an infant; took it by its legs and hit its head against the corner of a house. They do things like that, don't they?'