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4 amAs a sprightly rapscallion I shan't say / That I have time enough to seize each day / And gain ten hours of sleep again by eight

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Jun 22, 2010

CW Blog ISo i wrote this story about a boy who goes to a field when he feels upset and he talks to the sky. The story is told from the point of view of the earth, who the boy never talks/listens to. If there's a message it's that the boy needs to be able to move on from the follies of his adolescent life. / When Prof. Nwakamna read it, he thought that it was a really strong story of a gay couple raising a boy because one of the character's names was Sky. Freud anyone? I like that idea too. He suggested strengthening the relationship between the boy and the person telling the story (the earth in my mind) and remove that abstract concept of the sky and earth personified. I dont want to do that because the initial idea came from the boy talking to the sky and ignoring the love from the earth. It's tragic right? So i need to figure out how to make a compromise. I can strengthen the relationship to the speaker, and ride the line to two vastly different interpretations, or find whats working in each of those terrestrial/gay concepts and meet in the middle. Regardless, this is going to be a challenge that i look forward to.

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Oct 11, 2010

Impersonal DecayImagine what they would say / Mutilating myself / Two broken people

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Jun 23, 2010

SizeI had the flu / When I was eight / Twenty seven

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Jun 21, 2010

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