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Solstice Swing
baby steps approaching brevity.
Sunday, February 19, 2012
February
I have become the kind of lady who buys herself flowers on the weekend.
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this is a window, and an outlet, and a swimming pool.
it's about words and now.
don't take it too seriously please.
i write to make things happen.
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"A writer is someone for whom writing is harder than it is for other people."
Thomas Mann
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the edited version
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In jeans
upon reflection
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developing images at the local store.
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Welcome to the Window
answer yes or no.
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The years change with me
coffee
right?
A parable for the two of us, lately speaking
freaken hell.
Friday Night
my spoken faith
sufjan stevens - i walked
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kate nash, the nicest thing
Me too.
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i asked for you.
a typical week.
The Weekend Fall-out (or, Psalm 13)
Chemistry.
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oh - year's end.
A good night
the brim.
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Pale
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Blindfold eyes and cottonbud ears
Again and again
I promise I'm trying.
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Last night
over-reading.
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lisa hannigan - i don't know
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You are a disaster to me.
A couple.
11:45pm.
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Ugly ever after.
on love songs
on not singing
STILL CANNOT BELIEVE.
yael naim - far, far
Angry easily.
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Life in the past
trying to explain
two friends of mine
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