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wild dog
I was in a Secret Santa this year, and my Santee turned out to be a friend of mine who likes African Wild Dogs (wikipedia). So I made her one.
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tiny dragons
Hello internet friends,
I made a stuffed dragon! She (he?) was a present for Fi. But not a secret santa kind of present, just the normal holiday type.
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the knees of my heart
O my deir hert, young Jesus sweit,
Prepare thy creddil in my spreit,
And I sall rock thee in my hert
And never mair from thee depart.
But I sall praise thee evermoir
With sangis sweit unto thy gloir;
The knees of my hert sall I bow,
And sing that richt Balulalow
'the cradle song'
saint paul cathedral choir -
whoops, now it's holiday time
Hey.
It's holiday time! Who wants a card? Send me email at sophia dot volpi at gmail dot com with your mailing address and I shall cardify thee good.
Now I'm going to go continue having this fever and eating Christmas cookies. (They are good for fevers.) -
the buck
I found him killed
already, there all sprawled out
in the snow, a wreck
of tufted fur and brown-ed blood
I slowed my walk to stare
he was but hide
and bone and ancient blood
and ghostly horn, too long ago
alive to trouble does
that eyed me from the corn -
boots?
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go in through the window
I read a short story snippet that had a line that went something like, "she stood in the train station, at last, in her hand a one-way ticket to New York city." The character was reinventing herself, starting a new life ( Read more... )
