TweetSitting in a corner of the tiny dance studio, I watch her every move, not wanting to miss a thing. I commit it all to memory, not knowing how long I have to view. Taking photos in my mind, I file it all away. Fingers gently resting on the barre, Not too tight, barely [...]
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Posted 19 April 2010
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TweetI really should have worn a different set of shorts. Maybe the white ones with the swoosh down by the left knee. These three-striped black and red ones are so much heavier; what was I thinking when I bought extra large? My feet are pounding away on the pavement out in front of my apartment, [...]
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Posted 18 April 2010
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TweetThrough the blazing, white-hot fire I chance upon a gold most pure. The greatest Find, all opposition has, and will, endure. After unbelievable pressure the finest diamond takes its form. The path, so rarely chosen, resultant gem far beyond the norm… If I were a jeweler, searching for the greatest find, I’d want a stone [...]
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Posted 07 April 2010
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Ben wasn’t a rapist, or full of disease. If he was a barbarian it was a matter of perspective.
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Posted 06 April 2010
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