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Jun.23.2010
Industry City
A friend of mine recently was working on something and she was truly jazzed about everything 2.0. Internet, democracy, capitalism; all the leaders of note were talking about the next thing, 2.0. They're realizing it's time to overhaul whatever it is that they do. Now, I think this is great, I'm all...
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Jun.12.2010
Marija, 2008
Last year when I put together Electric Bathtub Psalms, my first chapbook, I found water to be one of my number one metaphors. Born to an aquatic family, water was not just part of our holidays but part of our very being. My grandfather had fished the Croatian side of the Adriatic Sea for most of...
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May.17.2010
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It's one of those random days when my schedule is under control and I'm not anxious, which is nice. There are lots of things I could do right now...there is a website waiting for an overhaul, because in these days of twitter we do and report on everything now. Our online presence is the only...
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May.04.2010
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So, my book release is planned. The official hometown release party and reading is this Thursday and I'm pretty excited. To be sure, there will be no press, no fancy agents, no nothing to make the world stand on its head. Which is incredibly relieving, since I'm already nervous enough. I look...
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May.03.2010
Grass XXI
I keep working on ideas for writing. I take a day here, a chunk of minutes there, and yet nothing seems to stick these days. Maybe it's that I've fallen in love as of late, or maybe it's that I've been living like a nomad for more months than I care to record, maybe it's a lot of things moving me...
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Apr.13.2010
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I'd gotten very used to the humbling bit until one day I turned around and I could barely see my shape up against that of the moon. I looked at my shadow in the sun and there too, I could barely see what I was, and less of what I had become. I called a lover but he was not there. He texted me he'd...
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Mar.08.2010
According to Wikipedia Woman, "A woman (irregular plural: women) is a female human." Please take note: A woman is not a demon, nor is she deficient. She is not ruled by hormones any more or less than a male human. She is not a male human, but she is a partner to the male, since humans do...
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Feb.20.2010
Love Song Tent
 The Love Song recording, more recordings will be coming soon. As I was just in the studio again with the talented producer, David Maurice. I hope you enjoy.   Love Song 422 by rubygold
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Feb.16.2010
Frozen Ducks, 2004
The news comes in and I stare at a screen, trying to type something, but nothing does come. It's silent except for the radio from BBC and then NPR, nothing I hear makes me feel particularly secure. I've just finished reading some high-fantasy novel and I've recently recalled the power of fiction....
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Feb.12.2010
He turned a left and paid the toll, up the northern road he drove. The sun was setting for what seemed a long time and in the crevices of the night he remembered when she'd held him tight, her fingers laced like windswept clouds across the embers of twilight. The road turned first to his right and...
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Feb.05.2010
platform
It was on a Tuesday... There was a man on the subway, he looked a little out of place, looking up and around. I could see him taking in the signs. He smiled at a mother cooing at her child and tilted to the right a bit when performers came on board. He's never been to New York. I could tell. Neu,...
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Feb.04.2010
Flower No. 3
I'm a little embarrassed to post this, but if anyone wants to give me feedback. It's more of a rant than a poem, so I apologize for that aspect in advance. Thanks! Mariette Pixel Nationwhere have you gone my children?from camps with barbs to rooms with sofassoftness has crept into your...
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Jan.15.2010
My favorite poem is the one that I need at any given moment. Like medicine from a bottle I choose which one based on my ailment. If I want to believe in love it might be Neruda or something sufi. I never know what exactly will move me. I stock my shelves with cast-offs from friends. I go to the...
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Jan.05.2010
the avatar of ruby gold
Eternal manifestation first went digital and now it has gone Hollywood. It's all a bit of a blue-tinged shame how it all went down. I had good friends, neat glasses and popcorn to make it all quite palatable, my intention on the way to the theatre was not to criticize but to be terribly and...
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Dec.26.2009
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On December 23rd I walked the line we've all walked before. Single file through the cold and the snow, we march along. In the back of our minds might have been the list of last minute holiday tasks. There is the tree and there are the gifts, there are the people we want to touch and to remember...
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