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Digressive Monologues: November 2011
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Monday, November 21, 2011. Beneath the fiery glance. A trail of gentleness,. Time gently ruffles your. Conviction of my yet un-. Fulfilled role as your first. Violator, your standard of. Insincerity, your (secret). Within these gaps I. Flow, these moral slippages,. The obscure realm between. Vision and desire,. Quietly invading suspicion,. For I am formless yet, inhaled. By you as you resist. My finger on your eyes now,. My voice in your head. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile.
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Digressive Monologues: a new story
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Thursday, March 3, 2011. Children streaming in, joyful and joyless, bags tied to backs. taking their seats, quietly and noisily, waiting for authority to address their curiosity. one, two, three, four. the seconds pass, the minutes fly, the hours inflame their impatience. they are, of course, not sitting anymore. You play games. Come back already. June 24, 2011 at 10:39 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Keeper Of The Stars. Momentary Lapse Of Reason.
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Digressive Monologues: March 2011
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Thursday, March 3, 2011. Children streaming in, joyful and joyless, bags tied to backs. taking their seats, quietly and noisily, waiting for authority to address their curiosity. one, two, three, four. the seconds pass, the minutes fly, the hours inflame their impatience. they are, of course, not sitting anymore. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Keeper Of The Stars. Momentary Lapse Of Reason.
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Digressive Monologues: February 2010
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Saturday, February 20, 2010. She stared at me and I said Hello. I said Hello and she said Go away never come back please stop pestering me. Everyone is looking at us can we go to your room and talk? I will stay. You pestering idiot. I pestering idiot. You absolute ass. I absolute ass. Don't play with me. You are playing with me. Shut up. Only if you don't tell me to go away again. You little little what are you doing with me? I am staying with you. I don't love you. So you concede? Keeper Of The Stars.
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Digressive Monologues: December 2010
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Sunday, December 19, 2010. Twirling, twirling. magic fingers, or so they say. displacing atoms and creating patterns. twirling. He stumbles out of the library, wielding ancient wisdom. a momentary glance and spin-spin-spin goes his mind-eyes-heart. she's twirling a stick, he's just watching. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Keeper Of The Stars. Momentary Lapse Of Reason. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 2.5 India License.
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Digressive Monologues: April 2009
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Monday, April 20, 2009. Have played with it, but hey, I think sleep is better. Friday, April 10, 2009. Reaching out, so that distance. Shrinks to a single point. Of epiphany, our almost-. Faded love is reborn :. Draped in stardust and rose,. A longing no more. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Keeper Of The Stars. Momentary Lapse Of Reason. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 2.5 India License.
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Digressive Monologues
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Thursday, June 3, 2010. She noticed the dark patches under her eyes and thought God-one-more-day-to-survive. He noticed the dark patches under her eyes after having bland sex and thought Goddamn-it. She noticed how he had to put in effort to satisfy her and still couldn't. He noticed her dissatisfaction with him and consequent want of younger, healthier men. She noticed how it took him a few seconds extra to get off a chair. He noticed the same. They separated. they gave up what defined.
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Digressive Monologues: resist
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Monday, November 21, 2011. Beneath the fiery glance. A trail of gentleness,. Time gently ruffles your. Conviction of my yet un-. Fulfilled role as your first. Violator, your standard of. Insincerity, your (secret). Within these gaps I. Flow, these moral slippages,. The obscure realm between. Vision and desire,. Quietly invading suspicion,. For I am formless yet, inhaled. By you as you resist. My finger on your eyes now,. My voice in your head. This comment has been removed by the author.
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Digressive Monologues: June 2010
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Tuesday, June 29, 2010. Wednesday, June 23, 2010. The bell was about to ring. we both disdained curfews. just then, and forever. i was looking into old-red brick, fading and burning under moonlight, walls and walls and walls, my fingers grazing her wrist. you , i said. she stood up and faced me. - the warden's calling my name, can you hear? And look at my cellphone-clock. eight fifteen. - it's been five hours - yes, um, listen, you want to go somewhere tomorrow? Yeah, sure - and i have to go now - yeah, ...
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Digressive Monologues: November 2009
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Monday, November 23, 2009. Tautology (A New Story). He was quite pragmatic, straightforward, and constantly alert of the so-called real world around him. R was not precocious (after all he couldn't solve 356X345 without pencil-and-paper) and his memory was not abnormally high, but R seemed more mature than his peers, maybe because he was methodical, precise, and not absurdly imaginative. So, as we see, R was a great man in the making, a rich man, a normal man. But why did he play with scissors? The bomb ...
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