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Sep 02, 2006 13:09

i. the somber incantation of crickets ( Read more... )

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thegoodship September 4 2006, 15:51:02 UTC
pressing on my ribcage with the tips of my fingers. now i think: swollen vital organs, space for birds and blood, calcium bonds. then i thought ; small breasts and losing weight, losing weight and weightlessness, weightlessness and tender heels scraping the pavement, the sweetness of air. now i think : the burden of spines, the strength of the human body under strain, the fragility of joints, the rejuvenation of cells. then i thought : a spear that pierced the side of christ, the pleasure in pliable muscles next to infallible bones. now i think : am i really this hard?

this whole entry kills me.

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zoetica September 5 2006, 02:32:10 UTC
the in-betweens can be so difficult. I'm sending soft thoughts of calm your way!
I have a lot to say about this but I can't seem to get them to form sentences clearly.
I hope to see you soon. I have something for you and I think that we should go running through a field somewhere, screaming when we reach the middle ;)

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