Archive for April, 2015

NaPoWriMo 4/21/15

  Our minds are filled with out-of-focus feelings and ideas: we dimly experience a host of regrets, envious feelings, hurts, anxieties and excitements. And for the most part we never stop to analyse or make sense of them. It seems too painful and difficult, because there is always an extra anxiety that attends the process of thinking – whatever its eventual
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NaPoWriMo 4/20/15

Things I Know I know that the sky is blue and that the temperature outside is 73 degrees. I know that the damn squirrel keeps eating the bird food out of the feeder no matter how many times I chase him away. I know that I like having Mondays off. I know that May really is the best month. I
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NaPoWriMo 4/19/15

Landay Man in the blue shirt living next door Why don’t you come over to my house and do my chores.

NaPoWriMo 4/18/15

Paul Who remembers that famous day I on the opposite shore will be then he said good night just as the moon rose over the bay Through alley and street till in the silence the measured tread he climbed to the tower up the wooden stairs to the highest window in the wall the moonlight flowing over all Wrapped in
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NaPoWriMo 4/17/15

Namecheck I have Googled to no avail totally shitty day at the office what was it that my friend Hugo said gaps are nonexistent gaps matter mine say something like I want to know all of the bad words I thought people would care they kept saying they were on my side who gives a rip a new piece of
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NaPoWriMo 4/16/15

Tabitha Tabitha was enslaved from birth. Tabitha survived slavery. Tabitha was almost fifty when she finally owned her own land. Tabitha enjoyed two long-term relationships. Tabitha give birth to fourteen children Tabitha departed life with no personal wealth Tabitha left no personal writings. Tabitha was unknown to her present-day descendants. Tabitha could no more predict the future than her grandson
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NAPOWRIMO 4/15/15

Leonardo don’t know shit about John the Baptist [Based on Leonardo’s portrait of St. John the Baptist, 1513-1516] Look at me, John the Baptist, with my curly brown hair feminine face and sexy smile   Don’t you love the soft woolen towel wrapped around my young, nubile body? Can you tell I’ve just come out of the water dripping with saintly desire?
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NaPoWriMo April 14, 2015

After the rain it all looked different the glamorous stories wrapped in stale smoke no longer hid the lone wolf Raspberry lemonade, speedos and a red-and-black bikini were all I had left of my last dollar Heavy breathing, feral breath the adrenaline surge of my wilder self told me I was no Boy Scout Nature called with memories of Satan’s
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NaPoWriMo April 13, 2015

Leaf me a little Umbrella cover weeping child crowded city gnarled woman willowy youth earth guardian mountain cover sweet gum chew paper papa slippery slider beach baron scarlet scarf Christmas holly wayfaring stranger ashen smile

NaPoWriMo April 12, 2015

Favorite Meal   Sitting with friends round the old oak table drinking copious amounts of wine  dinner was Italian so the wine had to be red the salad, filled with all my favorites — olives, anchovies, pepperoni  (even though I don’t eat beef) ripe tomatoes, arugala  (because iceberg is a poor excuse for lettuce) and lots of smoky Parmesan cheese 
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