March 2012
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Mar 31st
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Mar 26th
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Mar 21st
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Mar 20th
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Mar 19th
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“There is no one I would ever tell this to, except Cordelia. But which Cordelia?...”
– Cat’s Eye - Margaret Atwood (via tothepersoninthebelljar)
Mar 18th
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Mar 17th
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Mar 16th
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Mar 15th
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Mar 14th
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Mar 13th
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Mar 12th
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To a Space, Suzanne Alaywan
kathleenjoy: my lungs’ butterfly   for two lines of swallows my halo everything I have written   without bustle I leave my images and cages   with remains of your sanguineous wine I drug sick light I tame insomnia   But birds waken me with insistent melodies   On my cheeks the clown’s makeup the shoeblack in front of me with his hanging box a suitcase that does not travel and the piano who like...
Mar 11th
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Mar 11th
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Mar 10th
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Mar 9th
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Mar 8th
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Mar 7th
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Mar 6th
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Mar 5th
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Mar 4th
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Mar 4th
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Mar 3rd
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Mar 2nd
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Mar 2nd
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Mar 1st
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Siren Song
This is the one song everyone  would like to learn: the song  that is irresistible:  the song that forces men  to leap overboard in squadrons  even though they see beached skulls  the song nobody knows  because anyone who had heard it  is dead, and the others can’t remember.  Shall I tell you the secret  and if I do, will you get me  out of this bird suit?  I don’t enjoy it here  squatting on...
Mar 1st
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Mar 1st
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