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	<title>Risa's Blog &#187; Poetry</title>
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		<title>Speech</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 20 Oct 2008 12:48:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[And heavy fog and many planes circling, one fall day. Many decades later, a mother, a carved stone, a son, a death in symbolism, Waves of faith swept along fast currents, tanks and a terrible wall none of us. all of us. thank you, we must tear down, god bless.]]></description>
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		<title>while the roof comes down</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 19 Oct 2008 01:03:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[We are fighting while the baby cries, while the roof comes down and the bathtub sinks through 4 floors to the ground. Everything and the kitchen sink loaded with stink and rot and coffee grinds, the detritus of heady times newspaper sheets to the wind, and traders jumping out windows like one used to for [...]]]></description>
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		<title>colonized</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 17 Oct 2008 16:18:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[colonized by this virus i hear echos in the metros strangers similarly occupied we are stitched by our shared static thorax, strains seeded by eyes, by long tired bike rides in the rain by exhaustion that sits in shoulder blades sorrow in our foreheads headaches at the ways things stay the same.]]></description>
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		<title>tired like bees</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 16 Oct 2008 16:08:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Tired like bees, thick with service and sweet low and heavy to the street bright striped to make ends meet. On a stool on the sidewalk beneath large pink nudity, knees crossed with stockings in the cold breeze hair hard and high, watching over the honey not quite queen, not quite making eye contact just [...]]]></description>
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		<title>the test</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Oct 2008 12:49:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[play codes, soft white clothes clamps and microbes, bitter endings curled cordial on your rough tongue and swiftly undone, slipping needle nosed into wet wellsprings of hope and other smells gone missing.]]></description>
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		<title>the relentless breaking</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Oct 2008 15:15:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[bulging thick blue blown glass, fat like a father&#8217;s love gets in the way of things with its quotes, parades and ceramonies. this was a typical gift, a matching set and one fell off your bike on the way home. once the relationship is broke we keep rebreaking â€“ I broke your lover&#8217;s pottery, even [...]]]></description>
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		<title>loyalty</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Oct 2008 12:14:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>risa</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Blood raw red curtains and a courderoy sea &#8216;this bed is our country.&#8217;* Even when I inhabit it alone, loyalty is to our songs and the tops of churches and trees even the arc of the ugly big O on the east side of town, even the dust and spider webs, even the dry clicking [...]]]></description>
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		<title>the sunlit door</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 12 Oct 2008 12:35:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[We crawled into the white bed, white room, white head, white breath. We crawled inside the rasping machines and morphine dreams to hold her cold feet. My cousin&#8217;s belly, round with Sophie inside, met the odd swollen edges of our cancerous grandmother, met the slim sideways edges that are mine. Calm, once we are on [...]]]></description>
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		<title>a losing battle</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 11 Oct 2008 13:01:40 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>risa</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The word spine is beautiful, a slow descent with close-up, steady soft skin incline an elegant source of slant rhyme a thread through the neck between body and books frail armour for us both. meanwhile i am losing the battle against mine pushing through skull plate and shoulder blade vertebrae play my organs to cacophony [...]]]></description>
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		<title>This is a fantasy</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 21:07:32 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>risa</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[This is a fantasy: take me out that small backdoor and I am unstitched long enough for you to push my skirts up with the angry bassline in the bar against my spine. In this you are not kind, breaking thin glass capable of sharp sounds sweeping it to the ground like I imagine that [...]]]></description>
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