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Writer's Block: Mind Reader
In three words, describe what's currently running through your mind.
Nothing really matters.
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The Magic of Time
Sadness, much like getting hit by a bus, is funnier the farther you are from it. That means ( Read more... ) -
Playlist d'Vie - 24 April 2010
(playlist is often playful, playlist is sometimes sad ( Read more... ) -
Might As Well Get Used To You Hanging Around
good morning, heartache ( Read more... ) -
30 Minute Challenge: The Fire Escape
Days and days pass after Papa's car accident, and night after night Xav hears his mother's purposeful walk out past the closet door and Mara's room to the fire escape. She always goes at the same time--after Papa has fallen asleep and Vovo has come and gone for her last cup of coffee--and always returns before the moon has set behind the high ( Read more... ) -
i might be pillowed in the crags of Kamo Mountain
today i love you, and today
i thought killing myself
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I.
The first rose on my rose-tree
Budded, bloomed and shattered,
During sad days when to me
Nothing mattered.
Grief of grief has drained me clean;
Still it seems a pity
No one saw,--it must have been
Very pretty.
excerpt of Three Songs of Shattering
Edna Saint-Vincent Millayfire sign, you held my wings ( Read more... ) -
15 Minute Challenge: Garden Ethics
Sanya killed them all. The petunias, the impatients, the short, hardy marigolds. The snapdragons snapped in half. The aloe dried out. She would have murdered the hydrangeas too, probably, had not her mother eventually intervened, unable to see a perfectly healthy garden go to waste.
It wasn't that she was doing anything wrong, exactly. It ( Read more... ) -
15 Minute Challenge
They watch their footsteps in fascination as, crashing through puddle after puddle, tiny gray tsunamis wash the pebbles and grass out in circles from their Wellington boots. It is 1992. Sariya still has dark hair, bobbed neatly around her chin underneath her pale blue rain coat ( Read more... )