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Ms. Faustus: ARCHIVE POST: Reconnecting with ancestors: grandmother's house, part 1
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Walking the line between satiety and selling my soul for a lick of new experience. About me: the human mirror. About Ms. Faustus. Best from my former blog. August 8, 2012. ARCHIVE POST: Reconnecting with ancestors: grandmother's house, part 1. Originally published on June 29, 2011). All of that is gone now. When my grandparents died, my mother and my aunt had to sell all of the animals quickly, because living creatures need to be taken care of and cannot wait for you to wrap up your funerals and mour...
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Ms. Faustus: Good luck with everything
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Walking the line between satiety and selling my soul for a lick of new experience. About me: the human mirror. About Ms. Faustus. Best from my former blog. September 19, 2014. Good luck with everything. 8220;You look like you’ve lost weight.”. 8220;Nah, I’m the same,” I say. 8220;She is terrified. No one should feel this way.”. Yes, she is. And no one should. She is looking for a different kind of water to live on, hoping it will save her, hoping she can save herself. Posted by Ms. Faustus. Life has been...
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Ms. Faustus: ARCHIVE POST: Reconnecting with ancestors: grandmother’s house, part 2
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Walking the line between satiety and selling my soul for a lick of new experience. About me: the human mirror. About Ms. Faustus. Best from my former blog. August 8, 2012. ARCHIVE POST: Reconnecting with ancestors: grandmother’s house, part 2. Originally published on July 4, 2011). He shows up, bigger and stronger than ever. I swear to God, he does. The family is already talking about trimming him down to proper size, so that he does not engulf the barn, but secretly I hope that he gets his way. That hou...
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Ms. Faustus: Deepest shade
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Walking the line between satiety and selling my soul for a lick of new experience. About me: the human mirror. About Ms. Faustus. Best from my former blog. March 9, 2015. I can’t remember the last time music hit me this good. And it hit me like a delayed-response drug. A day later. Amping up to a week later, reverberating, echoing. Calling for more, and hurting like shit when more is played. It took awhile for music to soak through the layers of sensory overload. Posted by Ms. Faustus. Thank you so much,...
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Ms. Faustus: Ladybug llamada
http://msfaustus.blogspot.com/2014/05/ladybug-llamada.html
Walking the line between satiety and selling my soul for a lick of new experience. About me: the human mirror. About Ms. Faustus. Best from my former blog. May 23, 2014. 8220;Holy crap, you seem to have this natural sway to your hips.”. If I had a nickel. Yes, I do. I don’t know what it is, I don’t know where it comes from, and I can’t control it. It’s just there. People tell me they recognize me by the way I walk. I have no idea what that means. We have been practicing walking in dance class. I have a t...
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Ms. Faustus: Thoughts of a solar eclipse
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Walking the line between satiety and selling my soul for a lick of new experience. About me: the human mirror. About Ms. Faustus. Best from my former blog. March 20, 2015. Thoughts of a solar eclipse. It’s a lot to ask her not to sting. And give her less than everything. Winter will always taste of America. Spring will always be big decisions and leaps into chaos, the aftermath of the high and carrying the chill inside amidst the blossoming life all around. Posted by Ms. Faustus. 35 years of European....
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Ms. Faustus: Ticks go in the fire [Reconnecting with ancestors, part 3]
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Walking the line between satiety and selling my soul for a lick of new experience. About me: the human mirror. About Ms. Faustus. Best from my former blog. June 23, 2015. Ticks go in the fire [Reconnecting with ancestors, part 3]. 8220;It’s funny. We’re going to the farmhouse, and you’re going to America,” my mother says as she and my father drop me off at the airport. I see everything in double exposure. The way it is now, and the way it once was. It is a brutal, beautiful life of absolute accountabilit...
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Ms. Faustus: Crosswired
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Walking the line between satiety and selling my soul for a lick of new experience. About me: the human mirror. About Ms. Faustus. Best from my former blog. July 5, 2015. I am seven years old. I come to a friend’s house after school to play and she introduces me to her big brother. “This is my friend Chris,” she says. “Is that right? 8221; “I hate salami! 8221; “Yuck, pickles! Posted by Ms. Faustus. I thrive on interaction. All comments are welcome and will be replied to. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Ms. Faustus: March 2015
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Walking the line between satiety and selling my soul for a lick of new experience. About me: the human mirror. About Ms. Faustus. Best from my former blog. March 20, 2015. Thoughts of a solar eclipse. It’s a lot to ask her not to sting. And give her less than everything. Winter will always taste of America. Spring will always be big decisions and leaps into chaos, the aftermath of the high and carrying the chill inside amidst the blossoming life all around. Posted by Ms. Faustus. Links to this post.