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  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: sometimes ghosts plant daisies.

    my cat pissed on my bed this morning and it smells like you.

    Apr 26, 2012
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: sometimes ghosts plant daisies.

    i steal pocket change from your leather jacket, so my fingers can have something to do, something to take. i used to steal souls from your lungs, pluck ghosts right ...

    Apr 26, 2012
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: sometimes ghosts plant daisies.

    you wrote me love letters on the back of receipts from the grocery store, words that jumped out at me like tigers from India and lions from Africa, places i’ve ...

    Apr 26, 2012
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: sometimes ghosts plant daisies.

    i deleted and blocked you off facebook while i was a little tipsy but we've still got our mutual friends and i still follow you on my side blog on ...

    Apr 25, 2012
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: pre-tense-ia

    I find shells and try braiding them into my hair, but I've cut it too short. We climb back into the car and I find sand caught in the lines ...

    Apr 24, 2012
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: sometimes ghosts plant daisies.

    too many people fall in love with me and it's made me indifferent like I am immune like love is a disease and I've taken the vaccine but you though, ...

    Apr 23, 2012
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: sometimes ghosts plant daisies.

    xxviii. the beginning of after you were drawing me last night with a small pool of spilled ink and your splotched finger tips on crisp sketching paper. you spotted the ...

    Apr 23, 2012
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: the little scenes or i did what?

    I love 17 and the end of 19. The imagery is great in both. [:

    Apr 22, 2012
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: sometimes ghosts plant daisies.

    xxvii. exorcism love is a possessive language of you are mine and i am yours . i am not a slave, thank you.

    Apr 22, 2012
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: sometimes ghosts plant daisies.

    xxvi. the neighbors he tortures slugs, dotting bits of salt to see them shrivel and writhe and she feeds Alkaseltzer to grey pigeons to watch their stomachs explode. They are ...

    Apr 22, 2012
  • WRFF Archive Re: Forever Threnody's A1 Review Distribution Center

    Hey Threnody, A review on that would be greatly appreciated. :]

    Apr 22, 2012
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: sometimes ghosts plant daisies.

    xxv. swimming in the moroccan coast. (cover your mouth and breathe through your pores, then dive, dive into this) i am a liar, i don't know why but i cannot ...

    Apr 22, 2012
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: sometimes ghosts plant daisies.

    xxiv. iv's, cold sheets and other hospital memorabilia. someone is holding a flame to my throat and my lungs ache like an internal phantom limb and i know my the ...

    Apr 21, 2012
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: sometimes ghosts plant daisies.

    i'm all written out and i think it's kind of sad that i used to take words and mold them into meaning for myself but now i do for the ...

    Apr 21, 2012
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: sometimes ghosts plant daisies.

    xxii. the little town where time stood still we got those pots and pans for two bucks, real cheap at the flea market where you'd find soda for fifty cents, ...

    Apr 21, 2012


I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living, it's a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope. Which is what I do, and that enables you to laugh at life's realities.
— Dr. Seuss