Devious Journal EntryI think I shall try my hand at sculpture. Or petit point.
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Too Much GlassI have pretty eyes. My mom always used to tell me that I have pretty eyes, desperately, while she tugged on my tulle and untwisted my tights. She used to be in the ballet, before she started drinking, before she got out of shape and out of discipline. Not out of dreams, though. Every morning, she put on her make-up with Old World precision, repainting a canvas with yesterday's masterwork. Her European accent would emerge when she was talking on the phone, gingerly mascarizing her eyes. I didn't learn until I was fifteen that she was born in Boulder, Colorado. The accToo Much Glass
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The Resurrection Man, v. 1.2All stories that begin at night open by describing the qualities of the air. There is a good reason. During the day, light is an obnoxious celebrity. It overwhelms subtleties of texture and smell. It might begrudge a footnote to describe extreme humidity, heat, or cold, but in most daytime stories, the entire world is seen and heard and seen again to distraction.The Resurrection Man, v. 1.2
But after dusk, 'the atmosphere' no longer means effects of light and sound, gleams or rumbles or shadows. In the darkness, atmosphere means, as it should, the atmosphere, the troposphere, the air your narrator is breathing. In the darkn
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Yellow LeavesHad de Leon but veered north and west He might have found his treasure.Yellow Leaves
A forest lake ablaze in autumn Reflects the changing world around it With a youth's indifference to snapping chill And quiet, bright eyes That do not blink When a leaf disturbs the still With the barest watery noise.
His eyes drink the sight Like a restorative, unfurling For the cool light, embracing The mist-swept air, and drifting Down into quiet reflection.
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- Interests: Semicolons and artichokes.
- Favourite poet or writer: Terry Pratchett. Please hide your surprise.
- Operating System: My system is operating fine, thank you. Vitamins and exercise.
- MP3 player of choice: A brick.
- Shell of choice: Fibonacci.
- Wallpaper of choice: Paint!
- Skin of choice: Is this a racist question?
- Favourite game: Mind--games.
- Favourite gaming platform: It's easier to write on a desk than a platform, generally.
- Tools of the Trade: Economic theory. (Trade, get it? Eee, puns.)
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An orgasm for your ears
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"Not a shred of evidence exists in favor of the idea that life is serious."
Brendan Gill
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Art is not fashion but passion!!!!
This is one of my first oil paintings, and I have worked on it for years and years...
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Art is not fashion but passion!!!!
Peace&Respect Jojo
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Life is full of shit....
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