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Scantrons | Some Whole Wheat Words
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Some Whole Wheat Words. I kind of always wished that if you put enough of your emotion into the details the story would just tell itself. Wrote this for Jen back when she was:. And bent into the sofa. Listening to the oxygen machine. Like ropes across the deck. Of the ship of my father,. That vast river he’s crossing. I feel the chill on my feet. And feel the pull. Of the neptunian velvet. And I begin to sink. Into the cracks in the cushions. And the plaster ceiling crashes. In moving waves above me.
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Some Whole Wheat Words
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Some Whole Wheat Words. Friday night seoul air smells of hot puke and fresh tar. The sky as dark as drool. The neon gutters snakehipped in our alcoholic breath. Reflecting, blue as veins, the shaking signs of chicken-foot soup. The scissoring legs of the moving partiers. The stares, the dirty windows mirroring, telling us. June 17, 2011 at 11:33 pm. Laquo; 28 May 2011. Subscribe to comments with RSS. Hope things are well and hope to hear from you soon enough. June 24, 2011 at 7:12 pm. You are commenting ...
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28 May 2011 | Some Whole Wheat Words
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Some Whole Wheat Words. Leave a comment ». I think it’s liftoff I fear. It forces you into the immediate. I am no longer in control. I can’t just unbuckle and walk away. June 12, 2011 at 12:34 pm. Laquo; And That Was That. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. My Depressed Old Blog.
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Some Whole Wheat Words
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Some Whole Wheat Words. Now I’m on a shisha patio. The goldenness in the mind. Instead of the glass. The effect smaller and self-contained. Not reaching too far or promising too much. My friends are going pear-picking tomorrow. The promise of grainy pearflesh. Pear tart, pears in brandy. Seething the pears in honey. Removing the skins with the fingernails. The promise of a pear small. Hanging low in the quiet sunlight. Not reaching too far into the tree. Not speaking to each other. Laquo; Sandwich Gourmet.
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1959-2010 | Some Whole Wheat Words
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Some Whole Wheat Words. Leave a comment ». Do not go gentle into that good night,. Old age should burn and rave at close of day;. Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right,. Because their words had forked no lightning they. Do not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright. Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,. Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,.
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the broken gentleman.: the market for communication is flooded.
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The market for communication is flooded. This post is something of a placeholder, transcribing notes I put together for what will hopefully be a somewhat interesting presentation.]. The market for communication is flooded. Mass is dead or dying, when it comes to building actual relationships. There is no such thing as 'too visible to fail' in an attention economy. There is, however, 'too omnipresent to identify with'. You might want to consider people. I think there is still a need for communications pro...
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Premature Nostalgia: April 2013
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Monday, April 15, 2013. I've never thought of myself as much of a romantic. But when I was transcribing interviews this week, I kept getting coming back to this one quote from Mel. Who was kind enough to let me interview her for one of my upcoming stories):. This is something of love. As long as there's coffee and whiskey and pie in my life, there will be love. Sunday, April 07, 2013. I've only been back in Toronto for a month. And I'm already getting restless. Friday, April 05, 2013. Against my better j...
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Premature Nostalgia: November 2012
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Tuesday, November 27, 2012. I've been feeling far too negative as of late, so I spent Sunday focusing on writing a list of things. That make me genuinely happy:. 3 Receiving handwritten mail. 6 Eavesdropping on teenage boys talking about girls. 7 The first time wearing new clothes. 9 New favourite songs. 11 Hugs/hand-holding (and any other oxytocin-inducing physical human contact). 12 Puppies (and most other baby animals). 14 Board game nights/building puzzles. 18 Reading books in the bathtub. The hearta...
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Premature Nostalgia: March 2013
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Wednesday, March 20, 2013. Was so amazing that I actually love this picture, wrinkles and all, because it reminds me of the perfect day away. (More on the travel blog. Friday, March 15, 2013. We were only one glass of wine in, but I was already drunk. That didn't make what I said any less true. They were words spoken in earnest. None of it is easy. But I'm happy to wake up every morning, knowing that the best is yet to come. Raw photo by the lovely Nettika. During a day spent in Prince Edward County.
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