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      <title>When did I die?</title>
      <link>http://kizkozeki.blogdrive.com/archive/5.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 26 Dec 2005 20:54:18 GMT</pubDate>
      <description> Hello, I just want to say that it's a great idea to promote self-acceptance, not just to grrrls, but to everyone out there. I do not know if the poem I'm submitting is what you're looking for, but it does tell of my personal battle with anorexia. I hope it opens some eyes and discourages anyone else from falling into the trap as well. Best wishes, Jennifer Z.   Why that summer? What had happened? How did I fall? When did I die? My life was so crazy My body so weak My mind was so poisoned A secret so deep I had to look like her Lost my appetite I hid in my number I cried late at night I... (more)</description>
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      <title>RITE</title>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 14 Dec 2005 03:41:47 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>PENITENTIAL RITE 
I confess ta almighty God, an' ta ya, muh ma fuckin brothers an' sisters, 
dat I gots sinned through muh ma fuckin own fault in muh ma fuckin thoughts an' in muh ma fuckin werdz, 
in what I gots done, an' in what I gots failed ta do; 
an' I ax blessed Mary, ever virgin, all da angels an' saints, 
an' ya, muh ma fuckin brothers an' sisters, ta pray fo' me ta da Toons our God. 
 
THE RITE OF MARRIAGE 
P. Now, as ya iz about ta exchange yo' marriage vows da Church wishes ta be assured dat ya appreciate da meaning o' what ya do, an' so I ax you: 
Have ya come here o' yo' own... (more)</description>
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      <title>When i woke up</title>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 12 Oct 2005 04:44:43 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Today when i woke up, i found out that my neighbour two floors down was practising his rights to listen to whatever he wants. I think that right must have been written down somewhere in the constitution or something. Moments later, my sister, too, got up to exercise her rights to speak. Not bothering to check her breath in the morning, she got up, went two floors down, and (i think) scared the hell out of the neighbour with her bad breath. (Listerine was not one of her priorities, i'm told.) Now there is nothing wrong with practising your rights. I mean, playing techno music may be classified... (more)</description>
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      <title>Very young</title>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 14 Sep 2005 21:55:38 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I was very young. He was very famous. 
Our meeting was something out of a movie: I had been to a concert of his and as I was leaving the Civic Center (quite some time after the concert ended, as I recall), I spotted him standing on the sidewalk downtown.
He was lost and abandoned.
I'm not sure when I first realized it was happening, but we became very close. Eventually, he would call my house, and when I wasn't there he would talk to my mother for hours.
Of course, I adored him. Just imagine.
Certainly, it was very exciting, meeting after concerts and staying in nice hotels and having... (more)</description>
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      <title>God save my queen</title>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 31 Aug 2005 22:41:39 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Working on the last of the God Save My Queen II entries up, and keeping the energy going isn't a problem, but wrestling with others.
I want to have a couple throughlines for this one. GSMQ I was non-linear, if nothing else but because I was doing something new, but also because the memory was reconstructed -- I wasn't around to buy 1974's Queen II off the shelves, for instance, so my memory-notes are from c. 1981, and refracted back through, or as I like to say, reconstructed.
The second book, however, is all in real time. Freddie died when I just got out of college. The first and most... (more)</description>
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