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Jan.19.2011
my eyes arrre closed and sometimes they'rrre open but not tooo seee you peekaboo nonono i'm drrrreaming of somethings  burrried deeep in ourrrr collective unconsciousnessssessses i'm drrreaming watch me twitch and squirrrm frrrown and smile then worrrk my mouth my lips the tip of my tongue i'm...
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Jan.18.2011
she stares at me from the other side of the window with sleepy eyes and mews like a kitten. a nose wrinkles and a frown briefly creases her forehead before an eager tongue slips out to check on the availability of milk. she hiccups once again and tries to move her arms that are tightly wrapped...
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Jan.10.2011
gladly he glew more coccooned in glue words that refused to leave him as the glicky fly paper that once it glabbed a gly it never let it glow... until his throat worked without sound as he slept glitfully, his tongle moving up against his palate, aglainst the glack of his gloat, until it glopped...
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Jan.10.2011
my baby’s making waves and she’s not born yet from within the womb she undulates and turnswe watch from the other side of the wallwith smiles full of teeth and smiling eyes full of tears
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Jan.09.2011
Blow thou snotty wind blow Out onto soft tissue paper land And spread yourself as explosively as you can Right there in the center The center that can hold Right there on the fold In the edge of a crease From out of the double-barrel of my snot gun I see my future clearly in your greeny yellow...
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Jan.09.2011
http://eightcuts.com/2011/01/03/dealing-with-your-moment-in-the-sun-the-writer-and-self-belief/ Dan, your post makes me think of my years spent dancing where the dance master/teacher was always shouting at me to be thinner, stronger, faster, better... with little praise for who I was at the time....
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Jan.05.2011
By a happy coincidence (or 'coinkidink' as a friend of mine always says) I ended up helping 6 English teachers learn a gumboot dance for a new year's performance. They asked me to share the stage with them and I couldn't resist! So here's the youtube link for anyone who wants to see what a dancer...
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Jan.05.2011
After waiting over 3 weeks I got the proof of our new book "Rambling Poets at Cafe Cyber." It's a weird feeling to at alst hold the book I worked so hard on. I immediately spooted a big mistake - the page numbers and chapter headings were all aligned to the inside of the book, when I was...
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Dec.31.2010
New
I resolve to be more myself this year; writing more, reading more, discovering even more about the world out there and the world within myself. I resolve to be better at everything I do; doing more, listening more, talking more, being a father and a husband, teaching even more. I resolve to give...
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Dec.30.2010
awe
Awkwardly we parted, as ‘friends’ do Never to be in awe of each other again As lovers are in awe of skin and sounds As lovers are in awe of smells and tastes Never to be in awe again   Only the fading memories of good times gone Only the fleeing bits and pieces A remembered laugh A certain...
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Dec.29.2010
Recent news of the passing away of someone who was very special to me at a rough time in my life has left me devastated. She broke my heart and stole my love only to give it back to me, leaving me none the wiser after more than a decade apart. Some part of me still loves her. And now she’s gone....
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Dec.28.2010
A little girl grows from the sparkle in my eye and my wife's eye into something remarkable. Tucked within a womb, both warm and dark, she listens to her mom's voice and to mine. Sometimes she turns and moves about. And through each movement and burp, she continues to grow. In two weeks she'll be...
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Dec.27.2010
he steps closer and takes another deep breath - hssssss - aaaah, the smell of salt is strong in the air he scans the small lake before him in the middle of nowhere - clicking his tongue he wonders, should i drink? he does he gags it's cold seawater? this far inland? he shakes his head and takes a...
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Dec.25.2010
Today was a day spent unpacking and repacking boxes... Out with the summer shorts and t-shirts. Out with the summer shirts and vests. Out with the holy socks. In with the jerseys, jumpers, sweatshirts, and thick woolly socks. In with the beanies and scarves. In with the mittens and gloves. The...
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Dec.24.2010
At first it was Christ, His birth and death and resurrection. Then along came a spider, Packing up his web and changing his diet. Then a date was fixed and a ritual set, Presents presented and love spread thick like butter on toast. Then the world nailed Him to another kind of cross, And now we're...
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