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Thinking Sideways: March 2012
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Sunday, March 4, 2012. Failing to Flourishing: A Tale of Tampax and Shiraz. Found out that the world was ending! I discovered that I was failing my History class. An honors class. When I had thought that I had an "A.". Like I said, the world was ending. My eyes saw red. My ears pumped out steam. My body shook with such emotion that my chest became splotchy. And then I went to 7Eleven for Tampax and some Yellowtail Shiraz. Telling, isn't it? Admittedly, I've always. Been able to relate to the hysterics of...
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Thinking Sideways: October 2011
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Wednesday, October 12, 2011. I probably shouldn’t be writing anything this late at night. When it gets late, my brain gets going on creative tangents, yes, but it is also over-analytical and gets into things in great length. To hell with it. I’ll try to summarize. None-the-less, tonight, my full attention was devoted to watching the full film, uninterrupted. Looking at this objectively I can see where there were things the film might have been lacking, but it certainly wasn’t in the writing, or the...
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Thinking Sideways: May 2012
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Tuesday, May 29, 2012. I walk into the bar. I comb the room. Exhilaration runs through me as. I browse the faces of those I never knew. And in that moment I've tricked myself. Same as everyone else. Not in the crowd. Not in the empty glass at hand. Like my numbing friend,. I've enjoyed too much of him. And he is gone. My Men Are Like Blankets. My men are like blankets. I grow attached to every thread that makes them up. On the threads lay oils of scent which I crave. And lay with me. I need a blanket.
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Thinking Sideways: February 2012
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Sunday, February 26, 2012. 10 Days of Yoga: I've Learned To Breathe. And isn't that what yoga is about? Day 10 in-a-row of yoga, and I've rediscovered a more colorful side of myself and realized how actually balanced the true me is. It is only when I try to align myself with who I think another wants me to be that I lose that vibrant nature. I've noticed a shift in my body's balance, where I used to walk on my heels, I now find myself walking more towards the center of my feet, closer to the ball. Like a...
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Thinking Sideways: Tattered Book
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Tuesday, November 13, 2012. I thumb through You. Excitedly pulling Your front cover open. I close my eyes and smell You. Mingled with unfamiliar new. And Your plot line falls apart. As i tickle Your pages. The first few lines of dialog linger repeated. As i flutter past the mundane. Into the open moments of suspense. Like antelope in the plains. Beats its animal hooves. Wildly on the trembling ground. From threatening claws that clench me near. And sharp teeth that may shred me. Story of the recent past.
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Thinking Sideways: September 2012
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Thursday, September 20, 2012. My Poet Roommate Tells Me. She tramples in through my bedroom door and stands there. In the frame, hair a mess and the plumes of smoke from her. Cigarette jumping through her hoops. She looks down at her pint glass—full of what—and dazing,. Droopy-eyed, breathes in the tension in the room. Then she looks, I think at me, her petite and. Boney body pointing a sharp finger without needing to even raise a hand. Wanting to “kiss the body of my lover, the one mouth,. I wonder vagu...
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Thinking Sideways: August 2011
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Wednesday, August 24, 2011. A Wish for Alligator Skin. I know it is my birthday month, but I'll tell you what: I was hoping for something of a different surprise than what's been jumping out of the cake this August! Ever the eternal optimist, the parts of me which would like to hate the past few weeks instead say "wait. let's make lemonade! And while we're at it, let's make it pink". Plato once said that knowledge is the food of the soul, and if that is the case, I am full up with all that I am learning.
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Thinking Sideways: August 2012
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Friday, August 31, 2012. Has the coldest end.". Said from the first drop of grain. In an hourglass full of sand. So, that explains the. Fogged mirrors in a room,. And the bed with no covers,. Soaking wet brows, and red panting bodies. As the winter blew through open windows. And explains, now. Clear reflections from the. Goosebumps and shivering body. While the heat wave should be drowning. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Long Beach /Los Angeles, California, United States. View my complete profile.
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Thinking Sideways: June 2012
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Friday, June 15, 2012. Metal bangles and chains. Right on Target with the trend,. Wanting hot Coco Chanel. PDA suffocated by PTA. Chex Mix-n it up with. Mommy ‘n’ Me and. Gymboree so there is no. As she Playtex-s with her man. In 500 thread-count Egyptian cotton. She saw in O magazine. Behind fifty pounds of extra. And Curves she hates. Some guy named Steve. Fisher Price(s) she can’t afFord. So she’s Pamprin herself. With movies to tell her. How to AMC life positively,. Starbucks in her eyes. Teeth in it...
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Thinking Sideways: Ode To An Unexpected Feast
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Thursday, November 22, 2012. Ode To An Unexpected Feast. For the sweet drink of gods that tints my. Lips with grape and that. Spirits to the sky. Like the bird I did not eat and. For the red beast and pink. Succulent shellfish that I did. For the white meat beneath. Brown flesh and earth that I. Peeled and rinsed from it. And then pounded by hand. To a buttery pulp. For the gold that comes as a gift from the ground. Wrapped in green textured papers. For the night and. The one two before with all its.
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