May 2011
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April 2011
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Listen“Anyone’s Ghost” - The National
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“I’ve read that someone condemned to death says or thinks, an hour before his...”
– from Crime and Punishment, by Fyodor Dostoyevsky
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Listen“Island” - The Whitest Boy Alive
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Untitled by Halina Poswiatowska
a splinter of my imagination sometimes flares up from a word and sometimes from the smell of salt and I feel under me the ship shift from foot to foot and the ocean is immeasurable without any shore secure in a shell of wood I am wonderfully free I love no one and nothing
Apr 21st
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Listen“Strangers” - Portishead
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I saw the light...
“I’m not as sad as Dostoyevsky, I’m not as clever as Mark Twain, I’ll only buy a book for the way it looks, And then I stick it on the shelf again.” Rest in peace to the strangest man I’ve known…
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“Kissing and running, kissing and running away.”
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Listen“I Believe” - Simian Mobile Disco
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“I was listening to the rain, I was hearing something else.”
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Red
“How profound you are,” he scoffed. I knew where this was going so I kept my mouth shut. He had given me a ruby pendant. We were both silent as he handed me the black box. “You do realize you have just exposed your entire being to me with this exchange,” I joked.  When he looked up, his eyes shone with tears. I smiled. Months later, I lost the ruby necklace in the sea....
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Listen“Cheree” - Suicide This song may be...
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WatchWatch
Apr 8th
Herr God, Herr Lucifer, Beware. Beware. Out of the ash I rise with my red hair And I eat men like air. Excerpt from “Lady Lazarus” - Sylvia Plath
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