8.6.08
1.6.08
bicycle
my body is a patchwork of bruises and scrapes in various stages of healing, and i am thrilled to be made of meat.
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30.5.08
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19.5.08
pretend you don't know me
tonight i picked dandelions and blew them at the stars like kisses. i can measure happiness in tons and i can find my own way home.
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7.5.08
spre
drove home. rain misting slightly. legs ache, feet ache, mind aches. i smell like sweat, not all mine. i stubbed my toe and i probably bled a bit on my sheets.
i've sloughed off skin like some reptile.
healthier than i have ever been.
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29.4.08
roadkill
1 raccoon, curled by the side of the road with chin resting on paws, looking peacefully asleep
1 robin, accompanied by its still-living and perplexed offspring
2 fat prairie dogs
1 crow, upside down with wings splayed and feet curled
1 coyote, nose to the sky
2 deer, a buck and a doe, bisected by the double lines
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