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HyphonOwlet: uncomputing
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April 23, 2014. Posted by Cris / Hyphon. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). You can also find me on tumblr at http:/ hyphonowlet.tumblr.com/ Thank you for your presence and readership. And upon leaving, may you take a pocket of stillness with you, and a smile within, to share with everything. View my complete profile. It's the little things that Count. It's been a while. Mi/ /gʌn/ en franglais. La fin du semestre. Give Me The World. Once again, from the top. Fall Autumn. Fall. 182; /mi/ /gʌn/.
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HyphonOwlet: August 2014
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August 11, 2014. Posted by Cris / Hyphon. I was about to write. Then i found writings to be read. And the letters scrunched their brows. And these words crumbled onto this page. Then i had a realisation,. Like the moon was just, there,. Like the screen is just, here,. And the silent whisper hushed. August 4, 2014. Posted by Cris / Hyphon. Million chambers, many-valved. Where we heart,. Where we learn multiplication. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. It's the little things that Count.
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HyphonOwlet: inchoacreation
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August 4, 2014. Posted by Cris / Hyphon. Million chambers, many-valved. Where we heart,. Where we learn multiplication. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). You can also find me on tumblr at http:/ hyphonowlet.tumblr.com/ Thank you for your presence and readership. And upon leaving, may you take a pocket of stillness with you, and a smile within, to share with everything. View my complete profile. It's the little things that Count. It's been a while. Mi/ /gʌn/ en franglais. La fin du semestre.
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HyphonOwlet: September 2013
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September 28, 2013. Posted by Cris / Hyphon. Cleverly arranged lightning,. Three little pockets of bird. Hanging from it,. For closed sound shurikens. Pylons that hold up the bridges. As people in pairs of socks. Opening out as sockets). Before they can know;. Takes a shadow,. Napes it to the wiring. For the beaks to come pick at. The knots in the absence. September 21, 2013. Posted by Cris / Hyphon. Started with a shout of bright. Tomorrow is a Sunday out of the Bi. And men's ends are going to.
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HyphonOwlet: October 2013
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October 26, 2013. Posted by Cris / Hyphon. We're gonna say we were just. Floating around like champagne corks,. Eventually hitting the ground. Then be lodged back in. That's us, holding contents in the bottle,. And we'll be content. To be arranged with dust. October 23, 2013. Posted by Cris / Hyphon. This creative thing,. Don't have permission for. Don't have the authority to engine it,. And what happens when i turn my palm upward. Is that i notice. The estuaries at knots with my forearm,. Grasps, grasps,.
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HyphonOwlet: stringthing
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May 11, 2014. Posted by Cris / Hyphon. It's come to this. The way that towers push against the ground. Is a little misunderstanding,. But let me fold a corner on that one. So i can come back to it. If my chest were a ballroom floor,. Then there have been steppings and creaks all through. Into my chandelier neck;. The air thicked with skirts waving,. Gazes across the room holding on to my ribs. Purple, elegant, glimmering masks. Sprawling around pairs of isles. Trying to ginger through the tectonics.
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HyphonOwlet: twennyfree
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August 11, 2014. Posted by Cris / Hyphon. I was about to write. Then i found writings to be read. And the letters scrunched their brows. And these words crumbled onto this page. Then i had a realisation,. Like the moon was just, there,. Like the screen is just, here,. And the silent whisper hushed. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. It's the little things that Count. It's been a while. Mi/ /gʌn/ en franglais. La fin du semestre. Give Me The World. Once again, from the top.
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HyphonOwlet: March 2014
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March 23, 2014. From a cold when, a passing. Posted by Cris / Hyphon. Next to one another with nothing in between,. But the what holds them together. A gushing thought someone had). Is pressed between our lives. Without the wall to grip the circle shadows,. Yet they do leave. Cold tappings in the air. With no other end for the receiver. Just a hang-up,. The coiling tone wrapped around. With a cigarette butt in the background. And the handkerchief of smoke lifting away,. Unfortunately can only see you.
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HyphonOwlet: April 2014
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April 25, 2014. Sincere: whole, clean, pure, uninjured, unmixed. Posted by Cris / Hyphon. A few years ago, i learned honesty. Was not a noun to be adjectivised,. But a state to be verbed,. And more than that, to be lived. As a continuous stretch. What else is upgrowing). So in an intuitive impulsive address to life,. That i would hereby want to be bad at lying. In order to surrender all my secrets,. Unwanted toys i know were teaching me bad habits). They left my coffers,. Watching the stones wet. The out...
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HyphonOwlet: November 2013
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November 30, 2013. Posted by Cris / Hyphon. A corridor full of holes. If we can say that). There are pairs of eyelids hanging here. And closed doors with. But it is a matter of perspective,. And thankfully i was willing to swap. So that my collection could stretch. From one end to the other. We slide along the carpet. Our snail antennae retract at a poke from the sun. That the rains wash away. Thankfully we don't need to look back. November 15, 2013. Posted by Cris / Hyphon. With the pennies in a well.
