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Time:07:30 am
Thank you for the glass hearts, hellosarah and spicycurvydiva! I love youse guys! xoxo
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Time:02:35 am
this old heart knows
how to fly, better than
any old bitter bird
anything made to swallow
the worm of truth
anything that tried to fly
with bruised wings
anything that forced itself
aflight
beyond all sense and gravity;

stop trying.
you'll hit the gloss of
a pretty window
again and again.
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Time:10:43 pm
like a little bird,
home too early for spring
my heart juts out on
this stiff little branch-
i have my song,
i know how to sing,
i have my stiff little nest,
i wonder why the
branches are so hard to get
together because this is home
(isn't it home, why is it so cold)
i sing at the top of my lungs
i blurt out my heaviest
hallelujah
my song hits the snow and dies
and i just sing
come home, come home,
until the snow takes me,
too
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Time:12:48 am
branches and berries and
songs of laughs
and the cello sweep of weeping,
you could love my
laugh inside that tight
intricate gypsy moth hammock-
but you love it wild,
across the brook like
so many slippery stones,
across the grass and heather
where the bees
stake their claim,
across that knothole
where I bravely
knifed your name with
fingernails alive with your flesh.

oh, I've carved you and me
into so many things.
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Time:09:52 pm
this is all about tiny miracles,
feeling you breathing
I feel your pulse,
rest my hand on your chest
I know that blood
flows through your veins
at the velocity I want to know your soul

i love knowing that
science is faster than me,
shows me maps like interstates,
blue and meandering and huge

i know the path,
by now
i know the routes,
by now
by heart
and i've always been
terrible with directions
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Time:01:20 am
its snowing and
my heart is weeping,
i know you think it's
just beating,
it's a thump. thump. thump.
no, it's an
ache. ache. ache.
I still taste you
on my tongue,
bitter and stinging
as blinding, sideways snow
I'm out here
and tasting you
even though it hurts.
I'll hold you in a cup
and cradle you in a spoon
and you still hurt me.
I'll put you in a bowl
and taste you slow
and you still hurt me.
Maybe I was never ready for you?
I still love, love you.
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Time:08:58 pm
Hey everyone, I haven't been here for a while. I hope you are all doing well! To update on importantish stuff, at my last doc appt my blood pressure was way down! From 160/90 to 124/78. Seems my medication is working, I've also been taking kuzu (or kudzu, kuzu is the Japanese word for it) root for a few months. You can take it in capsules, but I've been just eating the little chunks of it in starch form. It's curbed my appetite for my other pica items (cornstarch, baking soda, pumice etc). So somehow I don't feel so weird now. If you didn't know I had pica before? Well, there you go. Ever since I was pregnant with Holden pica has been a part of my life.

We had a good Christmas, Holden got this awesome lego set that you can program to make different robots and cars and animals and stuff. He and Josh have been having a lot of fun with that. I love seeing the two of them play and work together, it makes me so happy.

Zander puppy hates the snow, no matter how many sweaters we put on him. Thank goodness for puppy pads and the fact that he's a small dog.

Love you all! If you are on FB, you can find me there (Jennifer Cooper Newton), especially if you play lexulous. <3
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Subject:lunar eclipse
Time:01:35 am
oh red moon,
you're pregnant as a promise,
rosy as a belly
in full bloom.
your hue is like
skin in womb,
vermillion little babies

then you turn gray, again
you turn into yourself, again
you say sorry, again

but you keep being yourself
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Time:09:23 pm
oh wait, i meant to use my boob or my butt icon since i am drinking. um, here are my boobs.
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Time:09:21 pm
Current Mood:drunkwoooooooo
Is this thing on? If so, HAY everyone who is reading. (I first typed 'everyone is reading!' yay literacy!) Um, I may or may not have gotten some Goldschlager tonight. And by that I mean I DID and I am getting a little drunkerpants by now. So I am going to do that meme, if you comment here, I will say something nice or something I like or love about you... or something. Yeah. Do it, okay? Okay. Comment, and stuff.

I think I caught all of the typos, but some may have slipped through the little holes in the net. Hey, speaking of nets guys. this one piece of old wallpaper I haven't scraped off yet looks like a butterfly. Right by my desk. I might keep it.
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