Friday, July 13, 2007

Polly Paulusma – Mathilda

“It started slowly. First a finger, then a thumb. Mathilda started disappearing in front of everyone. No one noticed how transluscent she’d become.” Chording piano helps to tell this story. A full meal of rye with dark mustard and cool swiss garnished with spots of feta, lettuce and thinly sliced mint. “If I wiggle my toes, you’re gonna come find me.” Shoutout for Back To The Start. Polly Paulusma