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It's all about this...
michael is transitioning from two jobs (teaching and counseling) that he has worked at for 2.5 years ( Read more... ) -
no hands
Her husband pees sitting down, and has been for a while. A man who pees sitting down... is your response a pause? is it a gasp? peeing... what is a normal way to pee... and her husband shits standing up. and here I am standing over a bowl, splish splash, off target, on target, off target, no hands. i call it relief and i'm grateful. -
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it starts right then at that moment when the foot touches down. and from the curvature of the heal, the vibrations, zaps, those connecting sparks merge and mold and fan out in all directions... one burning star at its base, one quake at its foundation, one muscle spasm, one newly born lifeform setting forth in all directions. -
poop on a path
i havent been writing at all... and i like to write ( Read more... ) -
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dont read. this is vulgar and deals with poop... lots of poop talk in the entry... warning. warning ( Read more... ) -
movie madness and mush for brains, millions of em
i dont know. someone asked me why do we have to grow up. i saw xmen, number three, and everyone who knows me, knows that i might have talked a little in the theater. just a little... there are some that say... no, shut up and watch the movie, let the only thought process be, blink... popcorn... sip... burp... a little drool on the corner of the ( Read more... ) -
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i think waves should flow into my feet, rush between the toes, brim over, sending those small hairs afloat. its one of those sensations to know before death comes a knocking. -
wowa tiger
i dont know what woke me up, but once glued eyes pealed open, hazed vision focused about in the night(im so dependrnt on corrective eyewear that without them i would probably lose my entire gene pool in a matter of days). when i turned over i saw the landscape of a naked back with fingers drawn over and scratching one of those itches that can ( Read more... ) -
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sometimes i can just watch the grains of sand falling, and if i stick my hand out to block the downpoor, it only makes me realize how little control i have over it all. like a rock resting on a shoreline, it is overwhelmed, left hopeless, and washed away ( Read more... ) -
2006 is the year
"get thee back to the aroma of birth," dr. robbins had told the countess, "for the smells of the female body, the smells you have sought to kill with your totalitarian chemicals, are the very smells of birth, the strong odors of the essence of existence. the nose that is offended by the hot perfume of the cunt is a nose unsuited for this world, ( Read more... )