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Unseelie

Sometimes we secure a promise from the father or
less often, from the mother, but a promise with us rarely holds, too soon the bruises on the neck begin to irk;
the iron shears above the crib begin to cut
the soft agaric of the spine. The baby squalls as foxglove quickens her remaining breath and clogs her new-formed gills.
The mother prays for her white child and our black-capped daughter’s death.

There is no helping it: her child must learn to speak— The human tongue, not our bleak semaphore of solitude and star. We must content ourselves wit

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Flowers The northern wing of the tenements was not so much a slum as a clever facsimile of one, designed to appeal to a younger, hipper, and whiter segment of the poor than the sidestreet wings or the ones of University Row. What a person coming over from the other wings would notice would be the way nothing was ever really organically dirty, unlike the slow boiling fester of the real slums, these buildings had more of a cheerful dustiness. Nothing rotted here; at least it felt that way. Davyan was from the southern sidestreet block but he hung out, when he did, Flowers
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UnseelieSometimes we secure a promise from the father or
less often, from the mother, but a promise with us rarely holds, too soon the bruises on the neck begin to irk;
the iron shears above the crib begin to cut
the soft agaric of the spine. The baby squalls as foxglove quickens her remaining breath and clogs her new-formed gills.
The mother prays for her white child and our black-capped daughter’s death.

There is no helping it: her child must learn to speak— The human tongue, not our bleak semaphore of solitude and star. We must content ourselves wit Unseelie
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Current Residence: Slightly Less Shitty Dorm
deviantWEAR sizing preference: LARGE
Print preference: ALSO LARGE. LARGER IF POSSIBLE
Interests: Women, Booze, Acid, Poetry, Science, Theater
Favourite movie: There Will Be Blood, Blade Runner, Tron, Be Kind Rewind
Favourite band or musician: Metric. Right now. Because I am a pussy
Favourite genre of music: Anything made by machines
Favourite artist: Let's say Goya
Favourite poet or writer: Sappho, Seamus Heaney, Yusef Komunyakaa, Jeanette Winterson
Favourite photographer: well shit
Favourite style of art: The kind that doesn't get the artist laid
Operating System: Ubuntu, want to use Windows, forced to use MAC
MP3 player of choice: iPod (hey, shut up)
Shell of choice: Bourne Again. Wait, is that what we're asking?
Wallpaper of choice: The Hubble UDF
Skin of choice: we have a choice? I've kept the same one for a while now...
Favourite game: Armageddon Empires
Favourite gaming platform: Computtaboxes
Favourite cartoon character: Dr. Rockzo
Personal Quote: Imagery is overrated
Tools of the Trade: Caffeine, laptop, nighttime

Email: milo.russell@purchase.edu
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~katiee-in-wonderland

Jul 28, 2008, 4:04:57 PM

Hey, I already wrote you a message, but i figured I could write in here too.
So once again. I really like the way you write. So keep posting here, so I can continue stalking on you.

~Miretank

May 20, 2008, 8:02:34 AM

your comments about my poetry are insanely constructive and i feel I can learn a lot with you.

do you have msn?

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-Infancia® é o estado mental e espiritual onde predominam a pureza e a inocência.-

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!jessicamadison

Mar 1, 2008, 5:24:27 AM

Wow! You really are a brilliant poet, aren't you?

Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?

It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift

but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.

~Miretank

Feb 3, 2008, 8:11:13 PM

Thanks for the kind words. It seems I've found a new poetry partner.

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~formicacid

Sep 10, 2006, 8:13:47 AM

i love how your info still says you're 15

~ShiverBeast

Jul 20, 2006, 9:42:39 AM

Hey there ^^ I shall comment on your gallery like crazy when I can, that's a promise.

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"Grace. It's Christmas, for goodness sake. Think about the baby Jesus... up in that tower, letting his hair down... so that the three wise men can climb up and spin the dradel and see if there are six more weeks of winter."
-Karen.