January 2012
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December 2011
5 posts
Happy New Year, everyone! →
I want to give you hugs, but all I have are well-wishes. All the best for 2012!
For the Eleven People of 2011:
Thank you for kind and humbling beginnings. Thank you for the enlightenment that perhaps the inaptitude had never been in anyone else at all, but had been in me. Thank you for being the tea person that you are (because god, how I hate coffee!!!). Thank you for realizing and appreciating that I try my damndest to be the best I can be. Thank you for taking photos of me; the out-of-focus and...
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November 2011
2 posts
October 2011
5 posts
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September 2011
6 posts
My story of the now:
If words, like water, had their own catchment area, where would the unspoken ones drain into? Would they be funneled into a bigger body of water, perhaps the sea? Where I can always throw a bait to catch the words I’ve never told you; to use and reuse them, or to haul out the story of the lost city of Atlantis?
Or do these words— the unspoken ones— reach a point where everything else is lost...
In the making:
Now, do you remember the drunken, sunken nights at the highlands? Do you remember the colossal ache of the soul the morning after?
Do you remember the parts you live? And the parts you cleave?
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August 2011
4 posts
Bellisima
Crystal Eduardo for Viva La Manika
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July 2011
11 posts
From dust to dust to dust:
Elaborate how on earth we’re nearing August already— I have unknowingly lost track of time.
Have I read too much Anatomy books? Spent ample time glorifying my professor like a demi-god (who chants, ‘before we turn from dust to dust to dust, we become a framework of bones’)? Have I been passively reading Marvel comics and emulated a Steve Rogers with a defeated circadian rhythm? Fooling myself it...
June 2011
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May 2011
10 posts
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