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I am watercolor.: another's
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Wednesday, September 27, 2006. Whose sin was it. Into these alabaster arms? Will you shame them. With the scent of it? Turn around one day. With the truth of it? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Arts and Letters Daily. Watermark template. Powered by Blogger.
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I am watercolor.: lemmings
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Friday, September 29, 2006. At least they know. Are sure and secure. Of the path to take. The goal to run towards. Into the arms of infinity. While we amble along. While crossing the road. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Arts and Letters Daily. Watermark template. Powered by Blogger.
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I am watercolor.: neither here
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Tuesday, October 03, 2006. It is my lot to live in between colours, words, cities, continents. no story is my own for i live between those of others. i can claim no mountains nor any sea. i belong to no one, no one belongs to me. Hey welcome back. you weren't around for a while. Yessome restructuring to do, rebirth is a bitch. It must be my state of mind. Hope all is well. The words are missed. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Listen, its singing. Arts and Letters Daily.
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I am watercolor.: endless night
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Saturday, February 25, 2006. I stumbled away from her so weary. Knowing this birth was mischance clearly. A liason of old shadows nearly. Bore me straight to sin. Blood caked my arms, my breasts, my face. Yet i could not halt the frantic pace. Heading south from the evil place. That place where it begins. But how far, how fast can a newborn go. Leaving tiny tracks in emerald snow. From birth to death the path is slow. Mere existence is my sin. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Arts and Letters Daily.
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I am watercolor.: transient trysts
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Friday, January 27, 2006. This is the tourist variety love. The buy-one-get-one-free kind of love. Just passing through madam? Rest yourself here with me kind of love. Try a taste of the local culture love. If you like what you get leave a nice tip. That kind of love. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Arts and Letters Daily. Watermark template. Powered by Blogger.
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I am watercolor.: forgotten onions
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Tuesday, October 03, 2006. Lives in the dark secretly. Sprouting roots and shoots. It tastes of earth and carries on. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Listen, its singing. Arts and Letters Daily. Watermark template. Powered by Blogger.
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I am watercolor.: shh...
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Friday, January 27, 2006. Hiding in the jungle. Who'll come for me. Waiting to be fished out. And told i belong on concrete. The jungle is as quiet. As a jungle can be. Perhaps no one is coming. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Arts and Letters Daily. Watermark template. Powered by Blogger.
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I am watercolor.: listen, its singing
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Tuesday, October 03, 2006. Listen, its singing. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Listen, its singing. Arts and Letters Daily. Watermark template. Powered by Blogger.
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I am watercolor.: angels
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Tuesday, October 03, 2006. We are angels, you and i. And thus may never dream. No past or future for us. No tears nor giddy laughter. No hunger nor any hate. Do you ever wish you knew. So you could paint it on your face? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Listen, its singing. Arts and Letters Daily. Watermark template. Powered by Blogger.
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I am watercolor.: transit lounge
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Tuesday, October 03, 2006. There are a few places where we're all just the same. airports for one, morgues too I suppose; most places of transit, when you've left behind who you were and have yet to arrive at being anyone else. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Listen, its singing. Arts and Letters Daily. Watermark template. Powered by Blogger.
