The Wormlips Scrapbook

Small Creatures

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Letters from the Katie archive. March 10, 1999 Your chinchilla can’t possibly have more personality than moi. I’m also very cute, with delicate front paws. May 11, 1999 We have 10 duck’s eggs sitting in a makeshift incubator (a “Brandywine Construction” insulated cooler lined with one of your t-shirts and with a 20-watt bulb dangling inside). A big, fat brown duck had been sitting on them for about a week, but we scared her away […]

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On Dreams (1998–1999)

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Excerpts of letters from the Katie archive. December 20, 1998 I’m going to lay my weary head upon my pillow. My torso will be in another room entirely. January 21, 1999 Last night, I dreamt that I was in this communal sort of bathing area. When people threw vanilla custard at our backs, we each had to come up with a Haiku line. I did very well. People applauded. What does this mean? June 4, […]

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