But now I have a new favorite line that can basically be used in every situation: "So it goes."
Look out world, here I come, armed with Vonnegut-ian wisdom.
So it goes.


in the end comparingin the end)comparingin the end comparing
when to where to why to whathow is the reasonwhy we're frozen- analytical datafactoidesheets are spread across the shade of earth's trees and thereforeinsomuch:
broken down our hearts to dissect love, the curl of a beautiful girl's
beautiful lips made numbersfractioquantity. kiss me mademoiselle, invite me to the quite placitude of spring, nonplussed and nontaken. o if you
walked the length a human heart can love (tenthousandmillionmiles according to whattheysay) you'd still be walking long after th


Ain't No Such ThingOh, silly, there's no such thing as a jackalope. What, you say you saw him toasting a dead traveler on the veldt? I don't believe you- What, they were drinking 1871 Château Laffite out of fluted glasses? What a waste, what a waste, but really, there's no such thing as a jackalope.Ain't No Such Thing
You ridiculous child, giant birds do not exist. You are telling me that you saw one carrying deer carcasses up the mountain? Impossible. It was feeding its multitude of young and they were the size of cows? How many steaks, how many steaks and yet I digress, because giant birds, they


Mermaids and MilkDaddy told me not to cry over spilt milk, but I do anyways, it can't be helped. I am a girl, I am fifteen, when I kick over the bucket I don't die right away, I strangle real slowly, each breath disappearing and I, wishing I were a mermaid just so I could breathe, vanishing out of my shell the way a hermit crab might just up and move one day; me, I wish to become a birdMermaids and Milk
or something, I don't really know, I'm sorry.
This is a poem about mermaids. I started it with milk because milk, mermaids,
they just sort of mesh in my head. Because mommy told me to eat my vegetables, that if I did, I'd beco


Frederic Killed Thomas"Summer surprised us-" It was very poetic, the way we woke up one day and foundFrederic Killed Thomas
that warmth had clambered up the Chesapeake,
settled between the cherry blossoms of the District,
the chilled marble of the monuments.
I was not there to see it- not really. I was seated diligently at the piano, making disgracefully stubborn gestures up and down ivory teeth, as if I were being chewed. I was busy delving into the scarred and burnt pages of Eliot, wishing I'd smelled the archduke's roses or seen the Starnbergersee in May-gold light.
Bach takes me to the s


sempiternalWhen I grow oldsempiternal
I want a thousand laugh-lines.
For when rainbows dilute and notebooks fatten on times untimely passing,
when the moon falls out of kilter with a sun that curdles in a sad, forgotten sky,
and the rain congeals inside the clouds
when the slurry of seconds sinks deep into my bones and my skin crumples like parchment, my spine co
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"A bird does not sing because it has an answer. It sings because it has a song."
~ Chinese Proverb
"Why do I have six screens? Because I don't have room for eight."
~ Terry Pratchett
xo!
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one half of *ZombiesAteUs
White light,
Sorry
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o sweet spontaneous earth
how often have
the
doting
fingers of prurient philosophers poked
thee?
-ee cummings
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o sweet spontaneous earth
how often have
the
doting
fingers of prurient philosophers poked
thee?
-ee cummings
Thank you so much for the one year tree's life
It makes me try to fly
That's here
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My 2010 calendar : [link]
# then...
# ... un rêve sans étoiles est un rêve oublié
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"I must remember it has always been like this: those Trojan women learning their fates; the simple sharpness of the guillotine. A filigree of cruelty adorns every culture." (Linda Pastan A Rainy Country)
"Haikuthon July 1-31, 2009" [link]
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玉
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