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Big Minh: The Matriarch

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I'm not a writer. I just have a big imagination. Wednesday, July 22, 2009. She sits by the window immersed in thought. At 93 years of age she's the last surviving member of her original family. Her little brother died in the early hours of the morning. Family members have been offering their condolences all day. But she's rebuked them all. My uncle enters the room cautiously having heard of her mood. Ma, the funeral's in a few days do you think can make the trip? Tiger's younger than me. It's impossi...

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Big Minh: Nothing Personal

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I'm not a writer. I just have a big imagination. Tuesday, October 6, 2009. I've been immersed in post-colonial literature all week, which isn't very special since I'm usually moving through the stuff for my own reasons. But tonight I found an old James Baldwin essay that I'd always skipped over in the past. Reading it over tonight I finally understand just what he meant. What a journey this life is! 8211; James Baldwin. Tuesday, October 06, 2009. Wow I understand this completely.

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Big Minh: September 2009

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I'm not a writer. I just have a big imagination. Wednesday, September 16, 2009. She's strong. Though the evidence isn't in her biceps. It comes from her soul and radiates through the pain. It's in her smile sometimes if you catch it at the right angle, or a flicker her eyes as she looks past you. I watch her in awe, she has a silent strength that perseveres even as her heart shatters. Wednesday, September 16, 2009. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). My Loves (It's getting serious).

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Big Minh: November 2010

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I'm not a writer. I just have a big imagination. Monday, November 29, 2010. We're hanging out again. Staying up too late, whispering too much, stealing glances too often. He lights a cigarette, takes a long drag and hits play. Lewis Taylor floods the room. I find myself swaying to the beat. I remember, lips seeking salvation from sinful smiles. Drowning in infatuation, succumbing to addiction, refusing to temper the need. We paid no mind to the vines suffocating our senses. Monday, November 29, 2010.

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Big Minh: October 2009

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I'm not a writer. I just have a big imagination. Tuesday, October 6, 2009. I've been immersed in post-colonial literature all week, which isn't very special since I'm usually moving through the stuff for my own reasons. But tonight I found an old James Baldwin essay that I'd always skipped over in the past. Reading it over tonight I finally understand just what he meant. What a journey this life is! 8211; James Baldwin. Tuesday, October 06, 2009. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). My Loves (It's getting serious).

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Big Minh: She

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I'm not a writer. I just have a big imagination. Wednesday, September 16, 2009. She's strong. Though the evidence isn't in her biceps. It comes from her soul and radiates through the pain. It's in her smile sometimes if you catch it at the right angle, or a flicker her eyes as she looks past you. I watch her in awe, she has a silent strength that perseveres even as her heart shatters. Wednesday, September 16, 2009. I feel like this might be about kristina? September 16, 2009 at 2:29 PM.

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Paperlilies: The Blog!: Squid me

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All my internets, in one place! Monday, March 21, 2011. Hello internets who still read this blog! I came on here to find something and I realised how much more blog-like this is compared to Tumblr. I do like how easy it is to blog on tumblr, and I like how instant and simple it is to interact with other people, but it's also nice to have a more one-sided internet outlet too. Welcome to my house, who are you here to see? Please take a seat.". I also love jellyfish but find them hard to draw.

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Big Minh: November 2009

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I'm not a writer. I just have a big imagination. Monday, November 16, 2009. I can still feel the heat clinging to our sweat slicked skin, the suffocating smell of your cigarettes mingling with my perfume and the need for something more. All those hours spent laying in bed listening to the cicadas. We were lost in each other that summer. Monday, November 16, 2009. Monday, November 9, 2009. I'm all about the word vomit. I was pretty high that night, floating off my own magnificence or something close to it...

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Big Minh: November 2008

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I'm not a writer. I just have a big imagination. Tuesday, November 18, 2008. I'm about to do something bad. Tuesday, November 18, 2008. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). My Loves (It's getting serious). Im about to do something bad.

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Big Minh: January 2009

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I'm not a writer. I just have a big imagination. Thursday, January 22, 2009. The golden ratio φ. So I have these friends, they're crazy and broken and they do for my soul what America never could for Vietnam. Go on look it up). There's the one that completes me, the one that needs me, the one that I need, the one with the perspectives, the one that is me and finally, the one that keeps me up way past the polite hours. Perhaps they stumbled into your world in the fray? Thursday, January 22, 2009. We find ...