"portland, eh? sounds about right." by PAIGE! |
this is a little something she wrote in her blog.about me.totally brightened my day....!!!
it suited her. she seemed like a "portland girl". a "fly by the seat of your pants"&n...
Posted by Mama Wolf on Mon, 05 Feb 2007 02:22:00 PST |
107 |
107 (number)
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia107 is the natural number following 106 and preceding 108. As "one hundred and seven", it is the smallest positive integer requiring six syllables i...
Posted by Mama Wolf on Mon, 05 Feb 2007 05:56:00 PST |
blackout. |
don't scream next to an oven,mosquitos can pick up on itthrough their newspaper stereos.
i live on a ranchof fabricwith my only son-my better half.andpearly pieis served for meevery night.
...
Posted by Mama Wolf on Sat, 03 Feb 2007 12:03:00 PST |
regtkbhsgk hsbrk;thjtrl;ksv kg |
i probably need this.
and this.
and this.
and this.
and these.
and this.
and a house to put it all in....
Posted by Mama Wolf on Thu, 01 Feb 2007 06:06:00 PST |
losing salvation. |
little coyote throwing me a warning,(i'm standing on a bridgeover ripe forest ground)my heart sagging heavywith the knowledgethat coyotes cry tears,just like little girls.sound of eighty paws,lou...
Posted by Mama Wolf on Sat, 27 Jan 2007 09:34:00 PST |
shove them in my brain.... |
....and i swear to GOD, i would puke up greatness....
Posted by Mama Wolf on Sat, 27 Jan 2007 06:36:00 PST |
in these heels that i call home. |
always slept in them,blisters snuggled undera blanket of buckles.danced on trains in them,i twisted and stomped on dew-soaked flatbeds that laid uponcopper-tasting railsin a modern gypsy town.the...
Posted by Mama Wolf on Fri, 26 Jan 2007 08:38:00 PST |
Sandman |
"Traditionally the Sandman is a character in many children's stories, invoked to help (or lull) children to sleep. He is said to sprinkle sand or dust on or into the eyes of the child at night to brin...
Posted by Mama Wolf on Thu, 25 Jan 2007 10:27:00 PST |
flygirl. |
your time-passer dressed in angel wingsinspires you to shareyour dressed-up memoriesof a god who only saw youas a living being(a bug, so easily crushable)for five days.
your sicknessof "i've been purg...
Posted by Mama Wolf on Wed, 24 Jan 2007 03:37:00 PST |
away. |
new pack of hundreds////sifting through dresses i can never affordi want to be in love with my closet.i'm so tired of winterwhite on windowswhite on clearsmooth.rough under rubberbut smooth over ...
Posted by Mama Wolf on Wed, 24 Jan 2007 06:15:00 PST |
