Monthly Archives: December 2004

her heart screamed but she remained tight at war with war and more torn skin and filthy.

“Deep in a Russian winter long ago, two old babushkas, thawing out a sack of frozen buckwheat seeds in a clay oven, discovered just how cozy the heated sack was when held close. They squabbled about who should cuddle it … Continue reading →

strange. dreams.

what did you think i’d give you, crap?

i’m thinking about spelling my name eh-nuh from now on. i thought it would be hip and cool. thoughts?

.doors frozen shut. The first several paragraphs are details regarding life at Hamline. They’re “skippable”–especially if you’ve heard much of it and aren’t interested in the gun control bit. Start reading at the asterisk if that’s the case. (AHEM, Steve … Continue reading →

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