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What We Mean When We Say | Prosopopoeia
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What We Mean When We Say. What We Mean When We Say. In the beginning we lived in California, where we got born and began to speak; where we became teenagers, heard music and took drugs; where we lost our virginities, played at studying English and fell in love. This must be the place. This must be the place. Can this be it? Is this the place? Middot; The Night You Can't Remember. Blog at WordPress.com.
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What We Mean When We Say. January 21, 2009 · 5:04 AM. Then the next moment happened: she sat up. She said something like:. 8211;I’m paying you this visit to reassure you. 8211;You mean that we’re going to be together? 8211;Right. I am yours, you are mine. From now on. There’s no getting around it. 8211;I’m ok with that. 8211;Isn’t this exactly like that Miranda July story? 8211;Yes, but this is better because it’s actually happening. 8211;But this is a dream. 8211;Right, but it’s a real dream.
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What We Mean When We Say. February 9, 2009 · 3:15 AM. But last week I felt fine. More than fine. Actually, last week was pretty much the best week I’ve had since I got back to the States. Phone call from prospective employers asking if I was available to interview on Wednesday. (Yes! Also: the Super Bowl. Dinner party with old friends. There was lots of fancy red wine. Also manicotti. Also there was a trampoline! I jumped up and down on the trampoline. I didn’t fall off! This must be how Clark Kent felt.
October | 2008 | Prosopopoeia
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What We Mean When We Say. Monthly Archives: October 2008. October 26, 2008 · 8:00 AM. While much of the collection is quite cool–immaculate leather-bound editions of. Shadow of the Torturer. As soon as he dies this collection, and along with it his own sprawling, unfinished science fiction novel, pass into my possession, and what will I do with them? Make a space in my own life for them? Finish the novel and publish it? October 22, 2008 · 8:00 AM. October 19, 2008 · 8:00 AM. In your home your bad habits ...
February | 2009 | Prosopopoeia
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What We Mean When We Say. Monthly Archives: February 2009. February 10, 2009 · 9:52 AM. It’s the endlessness of the character that makes it so attractive, that made writing the date so pleasing. ‘2008’ looked like a year that might not ever end. At times I felt. And I would never grow older. It was not possible. The days fell through us, and meant nothing. I wish I’d taken more photographs that year. February 9, 2009 · 3:15 AM. Also: the Super Bowl. The job interview. It went fabulously. (Or did ...I thi...
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December | 2009 | Painfully Earnest: Thoughts Put Into Prose
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What We Mean When We Write “I”. Painfully Earnest: Thoughts Put Into Prose. An irreverent compendium of collosal irrelevance. December 25, 2009. Posted by edthree under Uncategorized. 8220;Stay Christmas Stay”. Once upon a winter, Christmas came to town. And no one knew the words to say. To persuade the joyful time to stay. We greeted the season with a smile. As she sauntered down the aisle. 8216;Hey,’ we whispered, ‘won’t you wait a while? Our bright star in the wild sky. Shining as if it were July.
Mr. Smith | Still Life With Dandelion
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Still Life With Dandelion. Private thoughts, poems, etc. October 2, 2010 in Uncategorized. You may have heard about this. It was in the news and on the blogs this week. The. Printed a small notice of a death, a news item, not a proper obituary, about Neil Alan Smith, who was struck and killed by a car on his way home from work in St. Petersburg, Florida. The driver of the car didn’t stop. Smith hit his head on a light pole and died in the hospital six days later. First, they removed the comment. Not ...
Edgar | Still Life With Dandelion
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Still Life With Dandelion. Private thoughts, poems, etc. June 6, 2010 in Original. He does not want to leave. The sun crosses the sky, he sees, but this is where he was born. This is home. A cascade of tender piano sounds trickles into his ear. He has a lit cigarette between his index and middle fingers. He takes a long drag and holds his eyes just so. Known is the piano that a delicate someone is playing somewhere, forever. Comments feed for this article. June 20, 2010 at 12:16 pm. You are commenting us...
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welp. it’s finally happened. | lamb in a wool sweater
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Lamb in a wool sweater. A catalog of cultural cannibalism. Thesisizing on a rainy monday. Welp it’s finally happened. May 2, 2009. I received this email in my inbox this morning:. FROM THE DESK OF :MR SAWADOGO CAMPOARE,. AUDITING AND ACCOUNTING SECTION,. BANK OF AFRICAN ( B.O.A ). OUAGADOUGOU BURKINA-FASO, WEST AFRICA . Hence,i am inviting you for a business deal where this money can be sharedbetween us in the ratio of 60/30 while 10% will be mapped out for expenses. send your private phone number to...
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i don’t know why i’m telling you this | lamb in a wool sweater
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Lamb in a wool sweater. A catalog of cultural cannibalism. 8220;this is simply, submediocre”. I don’t know why i’m telling you this. April 2, 2009. I won’t go into how this all turned out, but suffice it to say that i honestly don’t know if reversed roles would really work much better (as anyone who’s ever seen. Knows, growing up with a hard-ass father doesn’t make anyone any saner). is this just a post-feminist reversal of the same old thing? What time is it? This entry was posted in Uncategorized.
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ROOOOOAAAARRR | lamb in a wool sweater
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Lamb in a wool sweater. A catalog of cultural cannibalism. I don’t know why i’m telling you this. We can be heros →. April 2, 2009. This entry was posted in Uncategorized. I don’t know why i’m telling you this. We can be heros →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Email (Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. Lion in a coma.
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Lamb in a wool sweater. A catalog of cultural cannibalism. Newer posts →. You’ve got to stop quoting when you’re drunk. March 11, 2009. I’ve begun to amass quite a list of famous poets that i’ve been embarrassingly drunk in front of, many of whom have been my teachers. last night, i added another, erin belieu. Not even remotely related! March 7, 2009. Via This is Why You’re Fat. Lion in a coma. March 7, 2009. I guess there’s some kind of art gathering. Going on in the city this week, and so, as is typica...
August | 2009 | Painfully Earnest: Thoughts Put Into Prose
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What We Mean When We Write “I”. Painfully Earnest: Thoughts Put Into Prose. An irreverent compendium of collosal irrelevance. August 24, 2009. Posted by edthree under Writings. Stoned on stories, strung out on pretend. Keep licking me with your loose tongue. And I’ll keep on kissing. Dreaming in a hollow twilight, I paint poems on you. Fingers crafting across your chest, thick Indian ink dripping down thighs. Our abstract story trembles, as your quivers beg me to keep on,. Let her loose into the air.
September | 2009 | Painfully Earnest: Thoughts Put Into Prose
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What We Mean When We Write “I”. Painfully Earnest: Thoughts Put Into Prose. An irreverent compendium of collosal irrelevance. September 30, 2009. The Dreaming: A Visualized Reading. Posted by edthree under Uncategorized. What We Mean When We Write “I”. Wit has truth in it; wisecracking is simply calisthenics with words - Dorothy Parker. Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com. Painfully Earnest: Thoughts Put Into Prose. Blog at WordPress.com.
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What We Mean When We Say. February 10, 2009 · 9:52 AM. It’s the endlessness of the character that makes it so attractive, that made writing the date so pleasing. ‘2008’ looked like a year that might not ever end. At times I felt. And I would never grow older. It was not possible. The days fell through us, and meant nothing. I wish I’d taken more photographs that year. February 9, 2009 · 3:15 AM. Phone call from prospective employers asking if I was available to interview on Wednesday. (Yes! I think I’m r...
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