Author Archives: boz cappie

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in a scene from one of his movies (which i’ve just made up) humphrey bog­a­rt with sad­ness in his voice sim­ply mut­tered “ca ne fait rien, babe” — it means noth­ing — to the woman who was leav­ing him forever

March 31, 2009 – 3:49 am | By boz cappie | Posted in Poetry | Tagged | Comments (0)

Now that the elections are over

Now that the elec­tions are over, I often won­der why no-one made a promise to reunite all lost lovers and to end the sad­ness in your eyes.

March 20, 2009 – 5:04 pm | By boz cappie | Posted in Poetry | Tagged | Comments (0)