Shouting Down the Well

If I don't write it down it festers in the brainpan until I find myself driven to bad behavior.

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Thursday, April 2, 2009

A Poem by Me: Or, Watch as I Beat A Metaphor Right to Death

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When I was twelve my mother took a picture of me Flush with timid success After winning the Blessed Sacrament Spelling Bee (I had a pimple r...
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I'm a Chicagoan by way of Memphis, wife to Donbon and mother to Laneybon, my heart, my soul, the source of most of my heartburn. I work for a small software company. I prefer brown alcohol to clear and have grown adjusted to the fact that no matter how old I get, I'll never learn to apply eye shadow properly and my hair will never look right.
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