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fluf·fing, 7
Current Status: Aimless Betterment If egg salad (which is ostensible) weren’t already a thing, would we perhaps call it a warm egg salad...
Mar 18, 2023
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re·​fram·​ing, 6
There's a blanket ladder rack on the wall. Stacked rows, some columns filled, some margined by blank space. Would it be better if they...
Feb 21, 2023
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re·​fram·​ing, 5
I wonder why Stop signs are hexagons but the more universal Stop icon is a square. A black square with no border - apply a negative...
Jan 20, 2023
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win·ter
I open my eyes briefly, then go back to sleep Waiting until it's light out Eventually I realize the sun's been up for hours
Jan 7, 2023
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hard·​wood
I don't know what I want to do with my future (see travel). For now, the tool at my disposal is a brainstorm, a sort of mood board. So...
Dec 31, 2022
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want
I think we have this concept engrained in us, especially those who grew up religious, that giving the people what they want (including...
Nov 23, 2022
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o·pen
April 22, I slept with my window open And woke up to summer. For the rest of the morning I heard garbagemen shouting incantations over...
Nov 22, 2022
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tel·e·vi·sion
What does it take to get on the television? Would it matter if you knew? (Does a self-help book give an ounce of reassurance to readers...
Nov 19, 2022
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fluf·fing, 5
Every time Emma Watson bursts out in laughter, I ...I just can't believe her. Does anyone else take great pride in their pinky nails? I...
Nov 17, 2022
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a·dult
remembering a week in late April: Monday: Auditioned for a musical at the Lyricâ„¢ Trimmed my armpits Listened to a podcast on Aging...
Nov 17, 2022
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re·​fram·​ing, 4
It's the netflix N isn't it? It looks like a rainbow, the way It comes at you, but it's probably not made of more than 4 colors.
Oct 31, 2022
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feel
When I say feel the floor, I mean feel it in all your senses, Your sight, your taste, down through the waist To the floor, echoing in...
Oct 31, 2022
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for·get·ful
I can't quite count the number of times I've left my phone in the car, sitting there in the dashboard mount like an abandoned child. Like...
Apr 21, 2022
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fluf·​fing, 3
My head is being massaged, like it's a large porous sponge that's very full of water and someone wants to squeeze just a bit out. Enough...
Feb 20, 2022
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fluf·​fing, 2
cannabis-catalyzed thoughts from april, '21: Everything is interesting here, in this world behind and around our own, silver and bumpy,...
Jan 29, 2022
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hell no
Owen comes from a home for orphaned children, along with his two brothers. They had each been tasked by the home's administration to...
Jan 26, 2022
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rec·​og·​ni·​tions
even if you promise to listen, if you promise to sympathize, can I trust you'll hear? I'm recognizing a deep desire of mine to be known,...
Jan 16, 2022
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ra·​chel
I'm looking out, daisy, at a room-- robin's egg. and white. You're next to me, splashing in Audrey Hepburn, cinema hue. By the light of...
Jan 14, 2022
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re·​fram·​ing, 3
It's black, as thick as can be while leaving something to frame. In its bright white center is more of the same. More of the same, like...
Jan 6, 2022
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fire·​works
Some thoughts are like fireworks. From a fixed point they sparkle generously through a navy sky. And I watch them, taking notes like an...
Dec 31, 2021
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