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Thursday

Posted in elsewhere, visual stimulation on April 30, 2009 | Leave a Comment »

Today looks like:

Tomorrow will look like a young woman, me, standing on a train platform, a curb, sleeping on a futon elsewhere.

Girl, Inform Me

Posted in elsewhere, fiction on April 28, 2009 | Leave a Comment »

This is a piece of my short fiction written a little more than a year ago that was rejected by the campus art and literature magazine. One of my earliest experiments with a male narrator..
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In the city I emigrated from at the beginning of September last year, there is a block downtown where one side [...]

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What starts?

Posted in seen & heard, tribute on April 27, 2009 | Leave a Comment »

The third annual National Film Festival for Talented Youth (NFFTY, pronounced nifty, isn’t that snappy!) took place this weekend at the Seattle Center. The festival featured 113 films chosen from 400 submissions, with ages of the filmmakers ranging anywhere between 7 to 22 years-old. Pauline and I were fortunate in that [...]

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Moody Monday

Posted in adventures in creative narcicissm, haiku, poetry, reflect, structured on April 20, 2009 | Leave a Comment »

I.
“New Message!” A tif
summarized. Aggressor describes in
160 characters > less
II.
Holidays have always
been for children and banks. Me:
Adult child, low funds.
(money spent in multiples of $20)
III.
well, I have always
liked sad boys: bitter gaping mouth
makes me laugh. Indecent.
IV.
flickr addiction
and depression gone too far.
Four hours “exploring” what’s “interesting.”

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Nothing Gets Crossed Out

Posted in reflect, spare "oh"s, visual stimulation on April 19, 2009 | Leave a Comment »

(Random: “Nothing” is on my list of favorite words, which, I admit sounds horrible and sappy in an A-typical melancholy poet kind of way. When I say it or write it, it echoes in my skull as two words, like, “no thing.” Not a thing.)
I was looking at my typewriter sitting on my windowsill this [...]

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An animal having two feet-

Posted in adventures in creative narcicissm, elsewhere, prose painting, spare "oh"s on April 10, 2009 | 1 Comment »

-such as a human or bird.*
I had forgotten how much I enjoy night driving after six months of spending most of my time on foot.
Some weeks ago I was heading home on the highway, ten minutes away from my parents’ house. It was still half an hour before the one traffic light in my town, [...]

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