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an ode to the letter S
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So, I've been using this amazing, ratty messenger bag since like 7th grade, but Mom got me a new one. This is the transition.
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dedicated to my dad, cynicised revolutionary in denial with a heart of gold surrounded by marshmallow and guitar strings
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I'm feeling a little doubtful of a) my sanity b) my abilities c) my future plans d) my fantastical wishes e) everything else
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English follow up! Hope it doesn't suck, these things are always better in French.
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A follow up to Ode à l'Inconnu, about a semester later. Translation separate
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humans are wrecking the planet quite quickly, but maybe our destruction will not be our own fault.
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I consider this a nature poem, though it is slightly political
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this was inspired by the opening scenes of Casablanca - haven't seen the rest of the movie, though. A somewhat older piece than most of what's here.
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isn't my puppy beautiful? I wuvs her, and I don't know any of her lupus relations. Did we all love wolves as kids? I would howl at the full moon, real..
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