'so long! farewell! auf wiedersehen, adieu...'

 like scrolling?

then scroll down this long list of MPs retiring at the next election. 75 of the fuckers. and this is not counting the ones who are going to contest the election and then lose their seats.

'so long! farewell! auf wiedersehen, adieu...' 

bhanu kapil’s 'twelve questions', 2001/2023 

the first four questions

- who are you and whom do you love?

there are various names. 

my mother, my father (who recently died), my brother (and his family, extended), grandparents (and some aunts and uncles) gone on already. my ex-girlfriends (without exception), my friends (living and dead), the dog. some friends are of course closer than others (and thus more loved).

- where did you come from/ how did you arrive?

from his parents, from the second city, from south wales and then moving to london forty plus years ago.  mostly living out east (hackney, tower hamlets) but with some time spent elsewhere (brixton, notting hill).

- how will you begin?

don’t know. just want to get to the end of the current series of tasks and then we will see. 

- how will you live now?

a half and half strategy until things become clearer…

'autobiography is an exercise in self-forgiveness' - janet malcolm, the guardian. 

horsemouth is aware he has not been totally honest in his replies. he is stuck between answering as horsemouth (in which case he would not be himself) and answering as himself (in which case he would not be horsemouth). he has accepted the oulipo type rule of this and tried to write a text that is true to that. 

the dog is not well. she's a bit off colour. in a bit they will be phoning the vets and trying to get her down there and seen. outside it is a rainy grey day. the winds last night have uprooted the tallest sunflower that horsemouth planted (otherwise the horticultures that he was involved with before his dad's death all seem to be going well enough).