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		<title>An open letter to he who must not be named</title>
		<description><![CDATA[So it&#8217;s been a while! I remember through years past how open you once were&#8230; pressing me for childhood tales and stories about my workday. I recall the hours of bickering spent on the topic of my coldness and unwillingness to open my world to your curious mind. I will never forget the feeling of [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=somniare.wordpress.com&blog=1967962&post=177&subd=somniare&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://somniare.wordpress.com/2009/10/24/an-open-letter-to-he-who-must-not-be-named/</link>
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		<title>make-a-wish</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I don&#8217;t think I ever believe I&#8217;ll live to see the day. 
As if every morning is greeted with surprise that I&#8217;ve made it through another night. Somehow this wonderment sets me apart from those I watch go in and out, weaving their lives through mine for moments in seconds or years.
They say that we [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=somniare.wordpress.com&blog=1967962&post=171&subd=somniare&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://somniare.wordpress.com/2009/07/15/make-a-wish/</link>
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		<title>climbing to fall</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;ve aged a lot lately. 
As I anticipate another night of stifled silence, I make plans for contemplations.
My life in boxes and sentiments bagged with the refuse out in the cold. So many deaths I tally in tears (how versatile that word really is) and all of the forms it manifests in&#8230; like a metastatic [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=somniare.wordpress.com&blog=1967962&post=166&subd=somniare&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://somniare.wordpress.com/2009/05/20/climbing-to-fall/</link>
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		<title>a letter</title>
		<description><![CDATA[to where it may concern,
overshadowed and underpowered
i lay
to wait
best regards,
wanting
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		<link>http://somniare.wordpress.com/2009/03/11/a-letter/</link>
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		<title>A new year</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I went back to my first post of the year for 2008 to see how far I&#8217;ve come&#8230; or more less, how far I haven&#8217;t.
My eloquence has forsaken me. My talent for language moved onto more fertile ground and left me to follow my singular path backward in perpetual digression. Every moment that I feel [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=somniare.wordpress.com&blog=1967962&post=159&subd=somniare&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://somniare.wordpress.com/2009/01/01/a-new-year/</link>
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		<title>resolve simply</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;ll throw antidotes at the sun and I will lay beneath, hypaethral. I will swallow the mutated light viruses and feel my cells singe in the most delicate of deaths. 
Pages torn to pieces and thrown against the wind&#8230; they find me now, open to the sky.
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		<link>http://somniare.wordpress.com/2008/12/31/resolve-simply/</link>
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		<title>motionblur</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I stared at her lips for hours and realized that a photo is nothing without motion. Even with the hints of a stop-motion smile pushing skin into the crevice dimples lining the sides of her mouth, the fact that I couldn&#8217;t see her teeth made me anxious. The emotion was there in the unnatural state [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=somniare.wordpress.com&blog=1967962&post=155&subd=somniare&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://somniare.wordpress.com/2008/11/23/motionblur/</link>
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		<title>dreamscapes</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I titled this with only the thought of a premise, curled up and small, like the damaged bastard fetus in a drug addicts womb. 
And there it was, my color. Something dark and unnamed. Something vivid and sometimes shocking. My color soothes and abrades depending on the bend of light. I am the product of [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=somniare.wordpress.com&blog=1967962&post=152&subd=somniare&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://somniare.wordpress.com/2008/11/18/dreamscapes/</link>
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		<title>today&#8217;s obscurities</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Today I am:
the silk strands between broken halves of lotus root
sonoluminescence to the rhythm of hard bass and a soft hat
hazy coffee colored skies with a milky sun spot
the dancing twin in an underwater circus
receiving a postcard from an unnamed flower in cement
an unauthorized dream crossing boundaries and clinging to you
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		<link>http://somniare.wordpress.com/2008/11/04/todays-obscurities/</link>
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		<title>decomposition</title>
		<description><![CDATA[As I showered and redressed into a different pair of Halloween pajamas, it occurred to me that my day was reminiscent of much simpler times. 
I buried myself in childhood card games with my daughter as the day outside pummeled the windows with rain soaked fallen leaves. I made the kids lunch and cleaned the [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=somniare.wordpress.com&blog=1967962&post=142&subd=somniare&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://somniare.wordpress.com/2008/10/26/decomposition/</link>
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