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About Me

Always angling for a side bet.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Tall people. People who laugh in the face of anyone mean. Basically just people. They are good to know.

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My Blog

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silver rings and crushed velvetkindness and straindisappointment around worn edgesof my gentleness, my clarity
Posted by on Mon, 01 Jun 2009 16:43:00 GMT

evidence

your armpits were shavedpretty and moisti noticed a little guiltilymy dad was waiting for mein an old hotel - victorian house?the wood raw and ashenhe sat alone on the bedwe had to get an early startm...
Posted by on Sat, 06 Dec 2008 05:33:00 GMT

recovery

gone for a month then a knock at the doorthere you were, healthy and brightwe took a drive in an old station wagondrove it up onto a boatwent browsing in the suppliesopening containers to see what the...
Posted by on Tue, 02 Dec 2008 12:34:00 GMT

dream

i thought that after my mom diedshe would show up and tell me thingslike 'i love you, sweetie' and 'you can do it'and generally be a guardian angel and stuffbut no! she's in my anxiety dreamshe's fra...
Posted by on Mon, 30 Jun 2008 05:04:00 GMT

sky

tones sound in williamsburgmistook for a neighbor's mellotronmy scavenger hunt partner saidyes, they come from the bqedistant generatorscars and planesvrooms and swooshesfermata lament of unmaintained...
Posted by on Sun, 29 Jun 2008 18:33:00 GMT

vacation

i'm going on vacation by myselffirst i'm going to do cannonballs into public poolsso big that everyone in the pool wipes their eyesswim to the ocean, riding whales, with helicopters in filmic pursuitc...
Posted by on Sat, 28 Jun 2008 15:26:00 GMT

request

hearing voices againwe should hurry up and fall in lovewoke me in fearin the morning, a puzzlethe skeptic says that even my subconsciouswould not put such nonsense together
Posted by on Mon, 23 Jun 2008 05:07:00 GMT

window seat

a man seated next to me kept touching and rubbing his dirty bare feet, and then also rubbing his feet on the wall.  a teenager behind me kicked my chair and used my armrest as an ottoman (surroun...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Jun 2008 11:51:00 GMT

6-4

it is two years yesterday since my mom passed away. her care at the end was like a spa that we ran in our living room. aromatherapy, any food that she craved, games and puzzles, manicures and pedicu...
Posted by on Thu, 05 Jun 2008 16:22:00 GMT

impact event

there is currently someone very special in my lifevery special at getting mad at me for things likenot taking out the trash when it meets his personal degree of fullnessnot preparing his dinner at his...
Posted by on Mon, 26 May 2008 05:36:00 GMT