Posted on April 29, 2003 in Cats
She forgave me for all that she suffered.
Posted on April 28, 2003 in Book of Days College
Feral. Feral was the sound I made in response. A groan, a scream, a screech, and something with claws. Claws to defend and protect a soft place of secrecy and privilege, a burrow lined with rags torn from t-shirts where I kept truths untold, things she didn’t need to know.
Posted on April 28, 2003 in Biomes Hiking Nature Neighborhood
Dreaded Hill rises like a great panther paw between two canyons.
Posted on April 28, 2003 in Roach-B-Gone
JJ’s two weeks behind the rest of the blog world and I’m behind JJ.
Posted on April 27, 2003 in Book of Days Silicon Valley Thinking
The statement’s like one pregnant rabbit.
Posted on April 27, 2003 in Body Language
I burned myself out on the hike yesterday. My right arm more than my left which is odd because it was midday and both were equally naked.
Posted on April 27, 2003 in Quizzes
Three questions is all you need to answer. Came closer than many quizzes that I have taken!
You are a freeform writer. Individualistic with a
sense for the different and challenging, Walt
Whitman and his poetry lacking meter and rhyme
is just what the doctor ordered. You’re quick
to write something that the rest of the world
doesn’t accept as poetry, quick to separate
yourself from the average joe. An author with a
true sense of self, you have confidence in your
abilities and aren’t afraid to show it. 🙂 GO
YOU!
What’s YOUR Writing Style?
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Posted on April 26, 2003 in Biomes Encounters Hiking Neighborhood
“I’ve been telling him about ‘the mountain lion’,” he winked. “Tell him about the mountain lion.”
Posted on April 26, 2003 in Book of Days College Culture Travels - Past
Who will buy this wonderful religion? I thought I heard them saying to each other.