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About Me

About Me:

I would believe only in a God that knows how to Dance. -Friedrich Nietzsche

This is where I come from:

This is who I am:

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When the child was a child,
It was the time for these questions:
Why am I me, and why not you?
Why am I here, and why not there?
When did time begin, and where does space end?
Is life under the sun not just a dream?
Is what I see and hear and smell
not just an illusion of a world before the world?
Given the facts of evil and people.
does evil really exist?
How can it be that I, who I am,
didn’t exist before I came to be,
and that, someday, I, who I am,
will no longer be who I am?

My Blog

Parasites

I am restless. I am tired of refilling sugar caddies at four in the morning. Would I miss this? The dog hair in my sheets, having fifteen pairs of shoes, the safety and comfort of a space that belongs...
Posted by on Sat, 28 Mar 2009 13:16:00 GMT

science poems.

Everything they tell you is a lie. Wear your seatbelt, avoid trans fats, vote as if you have a say in things.All these scientists in Illinois are looking for answers. They are assembling subatomic par...
Posted by on Wed, 25 Mar 2009 12:33:00 GMT

Tuesday, March 17th

I am full of sparklers and babies breath, slow soaking mint and your favorite blue shoes. We never said much but I valued your words, I stole every letter as they fell off into the universe and I tied...
Posted by on Tue, 17 Mar 2009 04:08:00 GMT

Tuesday, March 10th

Today I miss half loves, I ache for friends who once loved, and friends who love so hard still. I'm making blueberry and crystallized ginger oatmeal cookies for kite club now, hoping it will be a dece...
Posted by on Tue, 10 Mar 2009 10:40:00 GMT

'Cause you know what kind of girl I am.

I deserve a little romance too, you motherfuckers.
Posted by on Wed, 18 Feb 2009 23:15:00 GMT

1.6.09

Today consisted of great thrifting, a good omen from a bumblebee, and compiling a book of my poems titled "i have no guns" that I will print a bunch of copies of and send to you if you ask nicely!
Posted by on Tue, 06 Jan 2009 22:11:00 GMT

Sunday with Mary

So the last two Sundays Little Miss Mary and I have been crafting. Last Sunday we made gingerbread cookies. I accidentally spent twenty bucks on cookie cutters (THAT I NEEDED) and the cookies turned o...
Posted by on Mon, 05 Jan 2009 05:57:00 GMT

I'll speak of sunshine

At my best, I am awalkingblack hole.Consuming infinite quantitiesof exploding starsis exhausting, my darlingand what choicewas I given?Sweep up the stardustthat gathersin the cracks, and I promiseI wo...
Posted by on Sat, 20 Dec 2008 12:58:00 GMT

My great grandfather died on thanksgiving

There is a photographof meon anursing home wallIn Reedly, Californiaby great grandfathers bedand soonhe will sleep.Soon Iwill be calledfor a funeral.There is a farm,not too far,where a childI met once...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Dec 2008 05:36:00 GMT

November

November came andit got cold. I've started wearing scarves,long socks fromlast winter.I lay on thecouch,most everynight.He'll never stay,I turn thetv on low.Nothing wakes me up. November came and I fo...
Posted by on Sat, 22 Nov 2008 01:34:00 GMT