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	<description>fictional stories about an awkward reality.</description>
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		<title>Who are you?</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 14 Dec 2012 12:07:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[You&#8217;ve managed to elbow your way into my mind, lapping at my thoughts like thirsty traveler.  You&#8217;re finding your way into my daily motions.  My fingertips miss your face. My eyelids miss your skin. There was an electric shock when you emerged, but a strange silence and darkness when you slipped away. I didn&#8217;t know [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You&#8217;ve managed to elbow your way into my mind, lapping at my thoughts like thirsty traveler.  You&#8217;re finding your way into my daily motions.  My fingertips miss your face. My eyelids miss your skin. There was an electric shock when you emerged, but a strange silence and darkness when you slipped away.</p>
<p>I didn&#8217;t know it was possible, but I&#8217;m awake again.</p>
<p>I didn&#8217;t even know I was sleeping.</p>
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		<title>Wednesday morning</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Dec 2012 09:22:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It was only mistletoe and peanut butter but it felt like heaven.]]></description>
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<p>and peanut butter</p>
<p>but it felt</p>
<p>like heaven.</p>
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		<title>The sea gives.</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Dec 2012 18:40:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Beauty in chaos. Order in disorder.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Beauty in chaos. Order in disorder. </p>
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		<title>open windows</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Oct 2012 21:31:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[. eyes open, eyes closed&#8230; the flickering blue light, the sound of distant cars, trucks, motorcycles, a deluge of tropical rain. the sounds that echo through my magic window as you lay dreaming are less foreign as the days slip by. eyes closed, eyes open&#8230; you&#8217;re still there&#8230; i see your chest rise and fall, [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>.<br />
eyes open, eyes closed&#8230;<br />
the flickering blue light, the sound of distant cars, trucks, motorcycles, a deluge of tropical rain.<br />
the sounds that echo through my magic window as you lay dreaming are less foreign as the days slip by.<br />
eyes closed, eyes open&#8230;</p>
<p>you&#8217;re still there&#8230;<br />
i see your chest rise and fall, an ocean echoing across your coffee skin<br />
heaving dreams, heavy demands, heeding decisions, hope defined.<br />
you turn, cough, sigh, rub your nose like a cat and blink painfully at the stabbing light i cast across your flowered shirt.</p>
<p>eyes open&#8230;<br />
a smile blossoms.<br />
i&#8217;m watching you again.<br />
you know it.<br />
eyes closed&#8230;</p>
<p>hello dreams.</p>
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		<title>The act of love</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Oct 2012 06:32:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;ve rediscovered love.  It&#8217;s been a while, for sure, but something has happened to me that&#8217;s woken love within me. I have spent time consuming the world, gobbling up the present, eating experiences.  My heart is emotionally fattened  and  now there is a golden chrysalis formed around it.  I don&#8217;t know what&#8217;s going to emerge [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;ve rediscovered love.  It&#8217;s been a while, for sure, but something has happened to me that&#8217;s woken love within me. I have spent time consuming the world, gobbling up the present, eating experiences.  My heart is emotionally fattened  and  now there is a golden chrysalis formed around it.  I don&#8217;t know what&#8217;s going to emerge from it once the time has passed, but I know that it will be different that what went in.</p>
<p>I will never forget that I am a child.  I am still learning how powerfully I can affect the world around me.  I feel responsible for the things I inadvertently knock over as I learn how to function in this clumsy sack of electrically articulated  meat and bones.  I make every attempt to remain accountable  and to express love.  I&#8217;m not so great at it all the time, but I really do believe that I am getting better with it.</p>
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