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Alligator Smile: He Who
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Monday, February 24, 2014. Has every piece of this earth been recorded, stepped on? So as I'm looking at these lizards, in their five by ten foot tank, and I'm wondering, what's the point of all my thoughts? These lizards have certainly slid across every millimeter of their man-made fifty square feet, and now there's no land left to explore. Maybe we were given so much land because we weren't meant to see it all. We were meant to be able to still wonder, to imagine. He who journeyed through the airport.
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Alligator Smile: March 2014
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Sunday, March 30, 2014. Summer" Xia, Red Panda. Probably making a sound effect somewhere along the lines of "nyum nyum nyum."). Remember this stuff from a couple entries ago? I listed nearly a hundred grasses I knew were NOT this plant. Anyway, the smaller, softer "harbaceous bamboos" are known as "olyreae." This is what the plant is and it is strange that the more popular wood-like bamboo has been the only bamboo in my mind. At least the red panda knows better. Despite this, red pandas. Continuous walki...
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Alligator Smile: February 2014
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Monday, February 24, 2014. Has every piece of this earth been recorded, stepped on? So as I'm looking at these lizards, in their five by ten foot tank, and I'm wondering, what's the point of all my thoughts? These lizards have certainly slid across every millimeter of their man-made fifty square feet, and now there's no land left to explore. Maybe we were given so much land because we weren't meant to see it all. We were meant to be able to still wonder, to imagine. He who journeyed through the airport.
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Alligator Smile: August 2014
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Friday, August 22, 2014. Disney Gator, When I'm Human. Maybe the reason I don't update my blog is because I'm lazy. Got nobody checking up on me now. Maybe it's because I spent the summer preparing for a wedding. A one-day $10,000 party. Worth it, I think. Here's to another semester, Louis. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Psalms for the Damned. The Tabula Rasa Interval. Maggie By the Moon. Disney Gator, When Im Human. Yes, I Believe in This. I Believe in Puppies, Too. View my complete profile.
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Alligator Smile: Renewable Energies
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Tuesday, April 8, 2014. Ah, the final entry for nature writing. It's been truly eye-opening. While the street light luminescent poles seem to be a perfect alternative, how much energy does a slow turning windspire produce if it's only powering the marquee for the Pittsburgh Zoo? Can we afford to have that many spires, and what would the world be like if it were a land of windspires? Probably not, because we understand. Science now. Look, I'm being sarcastic again. When My Time Comes. Atta boy. BUT...
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Alligator Smile: July 2015
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Monday, July 20, 2015. In praise of my sister, wife of many boyfriends. It's an NYC Brooklyn flat. See also: jagged; sloped; irregular. A hallway of six friends. Airtight dandies and a den mother;. A flame dame melody, gay harmony. And there is my sister. She feels lonely lately,. And I want to ask her:. How could you possibly be more loved? I know what she means. How does one swipe right. Hound her, then leave her alone.". She's -just- stuck up. Bitchy. Bossy. Prissy. Boujie.". A cup of clay.
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Alligator Smile: In A Whipray Name
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Tuesday, March 4, 2014. In A Whipray Name. More people come to the zoo in warmer weather. As the ice thaws, as molecules begin to move, people begin to move. In fluid motions, they drip along the sidewalk, they find their way through the zoo to the opening exhibits. At the visitor's center. Otis will be free. In a couple weeks. As I was researching for today's topic, I found the creepier side of the zoo:. Http:/ blog.pittsburghzoo.org/. 1 Flying is a form of checking for citizenship. 2 If your flight lea...
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Alligator Smile: "Summer" Xia, Red Panda
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Sunday, March 30, 2014. Summer" Xia, Red Panda. Probably making a sound effect somewhere along the lines of "nyum nyum nyum."). Remember this stuff from a couple entries ago? I listed nearly a hundred grasses I knew were NOT this plant. Anyway, the smaller, softer "harbaceous bamboos" are known as "olyreae." This is what the plant is and it is strange that the more popular wood-like bamboo has been the only bamboo in my mind. At least the red panda knows better. Despite this, red pandas. Continuous walki...
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Alligator Smile: This Just in! (From the Fairies)
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Saturday, September 20, 2014. Fairy Card Readings, I've just learned, anyway, are like a Tarot Reading, but more hopeful. I asked the cards: "Is anything I'm doing mattering at all? I always come back to this question. It's a daily thing. With my eggs and toast I say "Is this going to matter, today? That is, if I ate breakfast ever in my life (exaggerating). I used to be a happy party unicorn. The leader of functions, the life of a party. Alright, that's a little bit true. Who in their right mind doesn't.
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Alligator Smile: January 2014
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Monday, January 27, 2014. I made my way to the tunnel before the fork. Icicles hung like glass beads from cracks of the ceiling. They horded what little light exists in Pittsburgh inside their tiny crystal bodies. The brightness jumped all over its body with each step I took. The plants along the edge of the walkways from my last visits were now missing. I imagined they retreated and sought refuge beneath the dirt. Or someone yanked them out from the roots."Are they weeds? My fiance, Kristen, and I balan...
