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[militant?]quack(&)bleer: December 2010
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Saturday, December 18, 2010. My gpa passed away yesterday. it seems so funny to say passed away. so gentle. he died. my pop pop is dead. It hasn't sunk in. when we saw his body laying in the hospital bed, it looked like he was sleeping. like he was breathing slowly. his eyes were still open. they looked watery and sad. he looked so sad. his hands were white and swollen. I want to come back to this. i want to give myself the space and time to cry for my grandfather and then come back to this. Whatchu know...
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[militant?]quack(&)bleer: tornado watch
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Wednesday, June 1, 2011. The world is doused in. The woman across the street. On the porch next door. A mangy black cat prowls. The street, mistaking. The twinkle of wind chimes. For a nest of chirping birds. Bruiser and i are. A tornado look like? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Whatchu know about me, whatchu whatchu know? Artists are here to disturb the peace." - James Baldwin. View my complete profile. My lipgloss is poppin, my lipgloss is cool. The fascination in my sleeve. Behind the wolf's eyes.
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[militant?]quack(&)bleer: August 2011
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Thursday, August 11, 2011. Letter to an Ex (Finally letting go of that shit.). I am writing you a letter- one that I may never send you. But that's okay. just know that it is from the heart, and probably is more for me than for you. I hope that's alright. I have been doing a lot of thinking about myself. What is my problem? Why am I so hung up on you? Some sort of one-sided expectation of how love and devotion is supposed to work out. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. The fascination ...
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[militant?]quack(&)bleer: June 2012
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Thursday, June 21, 2012. Its been a while! But i wrote a poem. after like. a year. so here goes:. With a bit of tongue. With warm light oozing. From your core chakra. Right to the tip. Let's make a habit. Out of the blue. Of a city concrete street. Sweet karma (i guess my pride is a little bruised). Sisterbrother, with the sweet brown eyes. That hold my gaze, steady:. I wanted to be more heartbroken. When i told you. That you could have a piece of me,. Like an extra piece of cake. On the sly,. The Tombs ...
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[militant?]quack(&)bleer: November 2010
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Tuesday, November 23, 2010. Right now i'm at home for break, hoping that i might be able to seek some inspiration. somewhere. maybe. i'm going to see if i can find my mammy statue tomorrow. i'm just hoping that a break from hampshire will be good for me, especially since my family drama has calmed down a lot (although, we'll see what happens during the rest of the week.). Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Whatchu know about me, whatchu whatchu know? Artists are here to disturb the peace." - James Baldwin.
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[militant?]quack(&)bleer: September 2010
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Monday, September 27, 2010. There are a lot of lessons that i need to learn this school year. i'm a tad bit hardheaded but i think i am starting to "get it". The first one is that unless i change my actions, i can't expect different results. i need to repeat this to myself, so that it can really stick. The second is that i wont get what i want(need? Unless i ask for it. which means that i need to figure out what exactly it is that i want (which is more intimidating than it sounds.). Spread over a valley.
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[militant?]quack(&)bleer: October 2010
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Monday, October 18, 2010. Another love poem (by someone who is in love with being in love). You are looking at me. Like you want to know me. biblically. You smile slow and show. Your shark teeth and i am melting. Do you know it? Found you in the crowd again. How do they do that? Magnetic attraction between them and that spot. Between your shoulder blades. right below. The nape of your neck. i see that spot and. I want to tell you everything. Share every dirty thought i've had since fifth grade. Adanne: (...
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[militant?]quack(&)bleer: July 2010
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Thursday, July 29, 2010. The girl with the sneaky smile. And the butch hands is pretty cute. But maybe i'm only interested because. She reminds me of you-. The first thing i noticed was her long mess of hair. And of course i offered to cut it. I can't believe i'm saying this, but-. I think i'm jealous. Monday, July 19, 2010. One of the best writers i've ever read:. Http:/ www.nowmove.blogspot.com/. Babe, i hope you write a book one day. she's got such a way with words. To the man who sees ghosts. Hot asp...
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[militant?]quack(&)bleer: unexpected meeting
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Thursday, June 21, 2012. Its been a while! But i wrote a poem. after like. a year. so here goes:. With a bit of tongue. With warm light oozing. From your core chakra. Right to the tip. Let's make a habit. Out of the blue. Of a city concrete street. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Whatchu know about me, whatchu whatchu know? Artists are here to disturb the peace." - James Baldwin. View my complete profile. My lipgloss is poppin, my lipgloss is cool. Sweet karma (i guess my pride is a little bruised).
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[militant?]quack(&)bleer: Letter to an Ex (Finally letting go of that shit.)
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Thursday, August 11, 2011. Letter to an Ex (Finally letting go of that shit.). I am writing you a letter- one that I may never send you. But that's okay. just know that it is from the heart, and probably is more for me than for you. I hope that's alright. I have been doing a lot of thinking about myself. What is my problem? Why am I so hung up on you? Some sort of one-sided expectation of how love and devotion is supposed to work out. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. The fasc...
