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soooo...i call this, diane is small and we are tall.

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The Company of Being Kept ( Read more... )

sylvia ( Read more... )

i just remembered that i promised myself to make my live journal friends only, except for poems. so...i'm going to try to remember to do that. here's a few to begin my plan ( Read more... )

a piece of dust, a thread, a button ( Read more... )

tomorrow is the first day of october ( Read more... )

what if all of us just get uglier and fatter and progressivly more unattractive and the only people who will love us are the ones who we've already dated when we were once beautiful and young and they know that we weren't always so ugly. what if they get uglier too and you don't appreciate them because you are so superficial, and refuse to ( Read more... )

distant squeaks of tires busses cabs cars bikes passing a imllion miles an hour. farms and farms and sheepskins, cherrys, peas in the pods, and bread fresh bread fresh farmers market surrounds union square park and all the little people with their little dogs and girlfriends and boyfriends with boyfriends and mm mm kissy kissy and their babys in ( Read more... )