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A GHOST LIVS: Fresh Baby
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Theologians / They don't know nothing / About my soul". Saturday, October 4, 2008. But then the variety and the fresh beckon. New is good. NT: The Sun Also Sets. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Places I Like to Go. View my complete profile.
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A GHOST LIVS: October 2008
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Theologians / They don't know nothing / About my soul". Saturday, October 4, 2008. But then the variety and the fresh beckon. New is good. NT: The Sun Also Sets. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Places I Like to Go. View my complete profile.
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Pictures of Lilies: August 2006
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A collection of word pictures. Thursday, August 31, 2006. Above the roofline, more stars than sky. A loon calls across the lake. Cicadas constant in the woods. I pick cobwebs off my sneaker. I try to fit in small spaces. The shadows of leaves on my tent. They call those web caterpillars. They don't hurt the trees. My brother blows on the fire. Ash falls as slowly as snow. Sometimes knowing it exists is enough," my dad says, of a blue crab shell I leave on the beach. Posted by Elizabeth Thorpe at 11:02 PM.
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Pictures of Lilies: October 2006
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A collection of word pictures. Monday, October 30, 2006. The fluorescent light was flickering purple, lightning running through. Thick plastic flapped from scaffolding. The trees by the Marriott are still green and leafy, the last of summer lit by spotlights. John, the Dunkin man, looked glad to see us. Outside the Dunkin, a woman lined up packs of cigarettes on the sidewalk, along with an alarm clock and her purse. "Got a cigarette? She asked as people passed. Posted by Elizabeth Thorpe at 1:22 AM.
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Pictures of Lilies: December 2006
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A collection of word pictures. Saturday, December 16, 2006. White Christmas lights reflected on the clean polished floor. Posted by Elizabeth Thorpe at 2:54 AM. Thursday, December 14, 2006. What I Did on Your Birthday. For my brother, Jim. This morning I stood on my balcony and watched the mist burning off around the library. The smell of the lunch trucks and restaurants reminded me of what it was like to visit cities before I lived in one. It reminded me that you once visited this city. At home I made h...
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Chronicles of Johnson Graffman: Mildly Indecent...Surely Not Criminal
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Chronicles of Johnson Graffman. An Errant History of the Great Man. Tuesday, June 26, 2007. Mildly Indecent.Surely Not Criminal. Stamina and romance. Ah yes, a Dane. Ruffffff, ruffffff," barked Johnson as he adjusted his monocle. The abrupt dog sound scared a young woman in a purple polka dot bikini that left little to the. Imagination. She gave Johnson a look of horror; he shook his jowls and winked. What a strange affair,' Johnson said to himself as he bent down to offer the creature a thorough petting.
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Chronicles of Johnson Graffman: Perplexing Musings on Commerce and Canines
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Chronicles of Johnson Graffman. An Errant History of the Great Man. Wednesday, May 23, 2007. Perplexing Musings on Commerce and Canines. Stanley walked in with his typical fervor. Slamming the door and such. Belched Johnson, "you let in more cold air with your. Entrances than the bitch wind herself.". Keep your bally-hoo and piss vindicatives to yourself. I'll teach. You a thing or two about civility, you vile bugger." Stanley only. Wished he could give Johnson such a lashing, but these are the cruel.
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Chronicles of Johnson Graffman: A Peculiar Visit
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Chronicles of Johnson Graffman. An Errant History of the Great Man. Thursday, April 26, 2007. It was common knowledge amongst the villagers that his genteel nature was but a thin veneer. Johnson hesitated not the slightest to mete out a severe thrashing for even the most innocent breach of protocol. for the time, nobody dared refer to Johnson in this manner. Later in the evening, as Johnson worked away on a pint of old ale, his 5 th. Posted by Roman V. Lelefski. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Chronicles of Johnson Graffman: June 2007
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Chronicles of Johnson Graffman. An Errant History of the Great Man. Tuesday, June 26, 2007. Mildly Indecent.Surely Not Criminal. Stamina and romance. Ah yes, a Dane. Ruffffff, ruffffff," barked Johnson as he adjusted his monocle. The abrupt dog sound scared a young woman in a purple polka dot bikini that left little to the. Imagination. She gave Johnson a look of horror; he shook his jowls and winked. What a strange affair,' Johnson said to himself as he bent down to offer the creature a thorough petting.