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Today's oneword.

( today's results )

My mother really rocks

Earlier this week, I filled out a survey. In part, it said:

11. One thing I wish I had is- this
21. Something I want but I don't really need- this

Guess what my mom just gave me, WITHOUT having any idea that I was pining for one??

Cleaning out the old webmail folders

[Warning: contains atheism, violence, and rape. Don't read if such things upset you.]

Cute-poet-chick has cancelled our old ISP because she got DSL, so I have to clean out my old webmail folders. I will be posting some of what I want to keep under private filters, such as poems I don't want to inflict on people, but a couple of things I'll post either publicly or friends-only. Please please please feel free (as if you don't already feel free) to completely ignore me today as I get all faux-prolific.

( The 7-Eleven story, also known as The Day I Saw God and Left the Church )

work poem

my morning (first veryrough draft)


morning glitters awake on water
on piers
on bluegray clouds of fog
that don't know
the time
or the distance between things
the spaces between breaths
no longer visible in warm springmorning air

dawn makes herself known, seen
in disorganized birdflocks
low-tide pierblocks
in sky colors too subtle to write them down

until Oh!
it's day.
and dawn is forgotten.

Beyond thrilled.

I'm beta-testing TypePad. I'm really excited about it and I have no idea why, but *wheeeee*!