February 2011
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January 2011
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“No poem is ever complete, just temporarily abandoned.”
– Marcus Jackson, Creative Writing Class
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“I wish I’d be in your wooden arms that’ll swallow me into a thousand...”
– Wooden Arms, Patrick Watson
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A slight shift
If I were a character from a story, my zodiac sign would be my character analysis. It’s weird how attached I got to astronomy over the past few years. I grew to really embrace the Gemini as my own. Driving myself to the conviction that I was morphing closer and closer to the idea of a Gemini, unintentionally. As if this were supposed to happen. I felt secure in this idea. It oddly made...