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		<title>What if&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Mar 2010 22:20:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I would randomly start writing again&#8230;pressing keys to hear them squeal like little pigs poked in the dark. That would be something. The squealing. Never thought of it as poetry.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=poeticmatter.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1271141&amp;post=76&amp;subd=poeticmatter&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Testing Testing One Two One Two</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Dec 2009 20:58:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Just wanted to see if this thing still worked&#8230; my brain that is.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=poeticmatter.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1271141&amp;post=65&amp;subd=poeticmatter&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>scratched on a train&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Nov 2009 13:54:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I used to write because of all the millions, I thought mine was a voice that had something to say. Turns out it was all in my head. And the best efforts of my pen to wrangle words to the page were nothing more than vain attempts at silencing myself. That paradox is a bitch [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=poeticmatter.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1271141&amp;post=60&amp;subd=poeticmatter&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Return to exile</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Jul 2009 15:43:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Back when I was young I used to write with such angst that even the ink would turn on me, bastard that it was, but even now I have to admit the words were right.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=poeticmatter.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1271141&amp;post=58&amp;subd=poeticmatter&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Praise Song for History</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Jan 2009 01:16:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Praise song for the day. Each day we go about our business, walking past each other, catching each others&#8217; eyes or not, about to speak or speaking. All about us is noise. All about us is noise and bramble, thorn and din, each one of our ancestors on our tongues. Someone is stitching up a [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=poeticmatter.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1271141&amp;post=57&amp;subd=poeticmatter&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Do I dare&#8230;?</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Dec 2008 23:11:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I wish it were as easy as setting down each night to take up the pen or tap on the keys and make appear again that part of me that used to flow forth so suddenly and intensely that I could barely make it to the blank page&#8230;the letters lost to the space between more [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=poeticmatter.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1271141&amp;post=56&amp;subd=poeticmatter&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>feigning it and making her believe</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 28 Nov 2008 14:56:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[a fancied intellectual with drawn out steps, decked out in the latest patent leather quotes, I walk unevenly through the morning taking educated guesses in one liners so dense with syllabic weight she might just believe the pen in my hand is mightier than the angle of my stare which suggests nothing other than the [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=poeticmatter.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1271141&amp;post=54&amp;subd=poeticmatter&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>i wish i could give you more&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://poeticmatter.wordpress.com/2008/11/24/i-wish-i-could-give-you-more/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 24 Nov 2008 20:39:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[today i thought about the idea that when you cook with wine..the alcohol burns off&#8230;for the most part. and what&#8217;s left adds a flavor to the food. i wish i had it in me to make this a cynical statement. but i lack the introspection to work the metaphor.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=poeticmatter.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1271141&amp;post=52&amp;subd=poeticmatter&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>change we can believe in</title>
		<link>http://poeticmatter.wordpress.com/2008/11/05/change-we-can-believe-in/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Nov 2008 22:17:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[should i seize this moment in history and risk being part of the duplicity that takes up the world of late and spins it in to some sort of fate to behold with shock and awe and forgets how much of history is a pause to consider for a second that each in their astonished [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=poeticmatter.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1271141&amp;post=47&amp;subd=poeticmatter&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>self-reflection</title>
		<link>http://poeticmatter.wordpress.com/2008/10/06/self-reflection/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Oct 2008 00:09:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[how dare she be.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=poeticmatter.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1271141&amp;post=45&amp;subd=poeticmatter&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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