January 2012
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Jan 12th
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hey :)
Jan 10th
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Jan 10th
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Jan 1st
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Jan 1st
December 2011
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Dec 18th
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November 2011
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Nov 28th
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Nov 17th
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Nov 10th
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Nov 10th
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Nov 8th
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Nov 8th
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Nov 8th
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Nov 3rd
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Nov 3rd
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I climbed over the rock and you shot me down dead took my dress and my gun but you left me this heart. I will find you in the darkness from this fluffy ghost town  I will wrinkle your bed sheets and you will feel it and you will cry, in fear and out of regret, perhaps. And I won’t feel badly For I float here in the gray because you lost yourself that day. -sm
Nov 3rd
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Nov 3rd
October 2011
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Oct 13th
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  I have gone out, a possessed witch,  haunting the black air, braver at night;  dreaming evil, I have done my hitch  over the plain houses, light by light:  lonely thing, twelve-fingered, out of mind.  A woman like that is not a woman, quite.  I have been her kind. I have found the warm caves in the woods,  filled them with skillets, carvings, shelves,  closets, silks, innumerable goods; ...
Oct 8th
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Oct 8th
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whispers, they find me they sing me a song I dance in the barn with the owls all alone it’s wrong how you love me a sin that I let you a dream that we die here with kisses and bones I’m pale like a moondrop you’re lost like a bird flying north for the winter without any words -sm
Oct 6th
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Oct 3rd
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September 2011
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Sep 16th
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Just sittin here thinking about the sky, and how so many things we see in “the sky” really aren’t in the sky at all.. they’re in space.  The moon is not in the sky. It’s beyond the sky.. and so are the stars, and the sun..  and my head.
Sep 15th
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Sep 13th
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Sep 12th
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Sep 6th
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Sep 1st
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August 2011
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Aug 30th
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Crash Test Dummies: Poem #3 by Brad Roberts “Ah, would that you were here, that I may’st touch…” But no, wait, I can’t use phrases like “would that,” or “may’st touch” Nor many other words relegated to centuries past, Which I read and cling to, seemingly, to the last. No, these are words of which I am deprived, for they reek Of a dusty sensibility that no longer speaks To our generation...
Aug 28th
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Aug 24th
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Aug 22nd
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Aug 18th
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Nobody?  Psychomanteum?  (a.k.a. mirror gazing) Sigh.
Aug 18th
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I guess the answer to this probably is no one.    But I’ll ask anyway since I’m a gambler and all.. If anyone out there has ever had an experience in a psychomanteum, I want to hear from you.   Even if you know what one is without looking it up, I’d like to hear from you. serenamatthews(a)facebook.com
Aug 18th
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Aug 18th
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Aug 16th
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Aug 16th
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Aug 16th
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Aug 16th
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Aug 16th
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Aug 16th
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Aug 14th
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Aug 14th
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Aug 13th
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I do exist. It’s true.
Aug 11th
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July 2011
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Jul 21st
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Jul 14th
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Jul 8th
June 2011
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Jun 18th
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