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Susie

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About Me

"About me" ummmm. . .you know those questionnaires that ask you stereotypical questions and automatically you are suppose to know the answer? Yes, I strongly agree or I'd rather shoot myself in the head. I mean hey it's about you right? See.....that's just it, I am fickle. I am not predestined. . .and then-again I am a control freak. People see me as classy and some see me as blunt. We all change from one person to the next. It's all about finding the right mask. There is the transparent mask just for the right people and the rock solid covering for those who make your skin crawl. Hopefully, in the end I don't come off looking like a clown.

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My Blog

Free Speech...or is that just too offensive for you?

This is our First Amendment and inherent in it lies theconsequences of offending persons. To stamp out open questioning and criticismof absolutely anything not only teeters the practice ...
Posted by on Fri, 27 Feb 2009 14:15:00 GMT

Amour

The wooden hum of nylon and earth Along with the moons fall into this midnight,Naked and clothed, over the freckled lightsLike myself, bare and open, still seeped wild in mystery I looked up, as my h...
Posted by on Sat, 21 Feb 2009 22:18:00 GMT

Whiskey Tea

My perspective is sinkingBetween the ice and glass of my whisky-teaChemically different but with similar transparencyMy fingers dance around the rimHumming a low squeak and selfish needThis sometimes...
Posted by on Wed, 11 Feb 2009 13:14:00 GMT

Thine Journey

I watched a leaf hang steady to its tigUntil one day it flew Back and forth, weaving the air in crisp blood redLife from limb, what a miraculous fallMine, a bittersweet death Susie Edging
Posted by on Sat, 31 Jan 2009 07:23:00 GMT

Soul Remembered

Fist in the sheet, weathered with the seaHung and clipped to the line behind the grained fenceWhere the white whirlwind teased It was a sweet smell that evaporated and lingered with winter I prayed fo...
Posted by on Thu, 08 Jan 2009 22:39:00 GMT

Mind in Matter

Ask not of me, of me in whisperor hollow echos from bellowing tonesI've yet been kind enough to answeror reveal my curious froGive me time, sweet and patientlike the fawn by her doebefore appearing ...
Posted by on Fri, 12 Dec 2008 01:54:00 GMT

The Sense of Failure

I want to take a moment to feel, just to realize the verity of what has happened today. But, I cant. I cannot simply be in this second for this particular glimpse in time, for every tick of nows han...
Posted by on Wed, 10 Dec 2008 10:01:00 GMT

Dissipated

Found wondering in the maze, between Earth's vines and speckled nightWhen I was to be discovered, cold and shivering I begged to be tooled with draping wool and lipsI do not remember the eyes that led...
Posted by on Sat, 29 Nov 2008 07:58:00 GMT

First Honor: Congratulations "My Fellow Americans"

Never have I thought being American was something to be shameful. America is my home after all. Even so, I've never owned the proud feelings I've seen many others in my nation demonstrate either. Toda...
Posted by on Thu, 06 Nov 2008 23:02:00 GMT

Of An Armoire

To this distant memory, an armoire, and one nightMy veins held within them a boiling fire of haste and naughtFeeding my flesh with calcium, brazed cotton, and lacquered wood Never had it been predicte...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Oct 2008 08:09:00 GMT