jdcalkins2001
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Why I'm mad about the chicken email I received yesterday
11:51 AM Nov 21st
from web
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Sarah Palin's call for the benefit of cannibalism: "If God had not intended for us to eat animals, how come He made them out of meat?"
10:12 AM Nov 21st
from web
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petition @: The US does not represent me. It is Not My ! (RT to sign!)
4:57 PM Nov 20th
from act.ly
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About the birds near me and writing that embodies the animal other
2:46 PM Nov 19th
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RT @ psst check matadorrecords.com today. and tomorrow.
3:25 PM Nov 17th
from web
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Sometimes I see you and shiver.
El fin.
9:44 PM Nov 10th
from Tweetie
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and how she was carried away by the sea. Nothing fits but I am back at the moonless window, looking out.
9:43 PM Nov 10th
from Tweetie
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bones, tide, my fearfulness, how the breath of all these places smells of ghosts to me (me alone), the little creatures buried#fiction
9:42 PM Nov 10th
from Tweetie
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Or transcribe these disparate pieces: witch, benendante, haunted theatre, suffragettes, Cinderella, the animal other,
9:39 PM Nov 10th
from Tweetie
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You find this narrative unsatisfying. You consider it a poor excuse for a story. What I cannot seem to do effectively is translate#fiction
9:36 PM Nov 10th
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She found my second shoe and sat on it. I was no longer Cinderella. I salvaged the bones and the fennel stalk. Then I burned them#fiction
9:34 PM Nov 10th
from Tweetie
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The cat sat for perhaps an hour perhaps two. I do not know whether she saw ghosts. She came into the house in th early morning.
9:33 PM Nov 10th
from Tweetie
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soil, clod, ash, to ash, footprint, pawprint, stone, wood and a little sugar cake.
9:02 PM Nov 9th
from web
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The cat stepped quietly to the little cemetery. She stopped at the edge and sniffed the air.
9:01 PM Nov 9th
from web
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The cat watched her slowly disappear, one end to the other, like the cat's own fictional bretheren.
9:29 PM Nov 8th
from Tweetie
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Only the cat, this one particular, unfathomable creature (as are all particular creatures, even our beloved, even our self) saw her#fiction
9:28 PM Nov 8th
from Tweetie
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Her name, Alice, is what lasts beyond death--in naming we create ghosts that linger even if all who knew the named have died.
9:25 PM Nov 8th
from Tweetie
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The suffragette is lonely--nobody remembers her. It was about mire than the vote--property, propriety. Her name was Alice .
9:24 PM Nov 8th
from Tweetie
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Small bone, red ribbon, fennel stalk, rosethorn, vertebra, cat paw, claw, sliced heel, birdchant.
10:05 PM Nov 6th
from Tweetie
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I looked down to see I had only one shoe. Cinderella, I replied, and left.
10:03 PM Nov 6th
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