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Ripe. | In Carne Hilarum
https://coyotemarie.wordpress.com/2010/05/11/ripe
How can I say it, if not timidly like this: life is it self my self. Life is it self my self, and I don’t understand what I say. And then I adore. -C.L. Last night a tagger was out on the railroad tracks below my window. I heard his spraycan knocking and looked out from behind my plants, watching him crouch in the dark and resisting the urge to yell down to him. It’s there on the tall black pole in big sloppy white letters: RIPE. He says, “Old people don’t change.”. I say, “How old is old? My first conta...
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Waystation. | In Carne Hilarum
https://coyotemarie.wordpress.com/2012/06/14/waystation
How can I say it, if not timidly like this: life is it self my self. Life is it self my self, and I don’t understand what I say. And then I adore. -C.L. By Arrrow Marie on June 14, 2012. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out.
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Shesepankh | In Carne Hilarum
https://coyotemarie.wordpress.com/2010/09/05/shesepankh
How can I say it, if not timidly like this: life is it self my self. Life is it self my self, and I don’t understand what I say. And then I adore. -C.L. Things on my mind:. The isolation that comes with walking one’s way in the magic world, and the isolation that comes of being unable to utter yourself to someone who can’t see beyond their drama, however dear. The soothsaying joy that comes of being able to share that magical world. What constitutes friendship. Sphinx. By Arrrow Marie on September 5, 2010.
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“Well we have seen the other side and it is greener” | In Carne Hilarum
https://coyotemarie.wordpress.com/2010/05/05/well-we-have-seen-the-other-side-and-it-is-greener
How can I say it, if not timidly like this: life is it self my self. Life is it self my self, and I don’t understand what I say. And then I adore. -C.L. 8220;Well we have seen the other side and it is greener”. I got a bit tired of the studio over the last few months, but lately again and especially coming home tonight after five nights away, it is my own oasis and within these four walls utterly me, and I do love it. That’s the idea.”. I come home full of love for Amy and all our sharing, and as soon as...
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In Carne Hilarum | how can I say it, if not timidly like this: life is it self my self. Life is it self my self, and I don’t understand what I say. And then I adore. -C.L. | Page 2
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How can I say it, if not timidly like this: life is it self my self. Life is it self my self, and I don’t understand what I say. And then I adore. -C.L. Bull;February 28, 2010 • Leave a Comment. SHOULDER TO SHOULDER AROUND THE FIRE MOON (Wishram). Slippery salmon-pools of joy in my heart. Month of Purification and Renewal (POWAMUYA / Hopi). ICE IN RIVER IS GONE (WAPICUUMMILCUM / Agonquin). When are they ever this green? The floral delivery took me up into Orange Hills. Then it was time to go down the mou...
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On not writing | In Carne Hilarum
https://coyotemarie.wordpress.com/2010/04/28/on-not-writing
How can I say it, if not timidly like this: life is it self my self. Life is it self my self, and I don’t understand what I say. And then I adore. -C.L. The biggest bit I’ve written was the wedding speech. Up on an unlit stage, amidst rudeness and unspeakables and bruise-colored beauty, I summoned love. In the interest of posterity, here it is:. Welcome to the reception! So here’s to tonight, and here’s to love. By Arrrow Marie on April 28, 2010. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Writi...
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“Purity makes its prettiest rituals during decay.” | In Carne Hilarum
https://coyotemarie.wordpress.com/2010/09/07/purity-makes-its-prettiest-rituals-during-decay
How can I say it, if not timidly like this: life is it self my self. Life is it self my self, and I don’t understand what I say. And then I adore. -C.L. 8220;Purity makes its prettiest rituals during decay.”. A trip with gramma. Real time with real friends. To just rake what falls dead dry around me and let this new access to anger burn it up neat like dross. To fix my window. Regular tarot gigs, the monthly art booth, and all-around income — the b.o.l. keeps busy. I want to be surprised. I want my family.
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Broken Snowshoe Moon, Soon I’ll Make it Hot Moon | In Carne Hilarum
https://coyotemarie.wordpress.com/2010/04/21/broken-snowshoe-moon-soon-ill-make-it-hot-moon
How can I say it, if not timidly like this: life is it self my self. Life is it self my self, and I don’t understand what I say. And then I adore. -C.L. Broken Snowshoe Moon, Soon I’ll Make it Hot Moon. Do you like it this way? I wanted to see my words on white for a change. This will do for now. Yesterday morning, Barbara sent me a dream in which she was working my old gig at the henna booth, and felt encouraged to ask if I could make that happen / put in a good word for her. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
