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Tuesday, February 8, 2011. As if from my heart. This dribble was streaming. Into my life force. Is what you expect. But I have no remorse,. To tell you flat out. Like no other would. Is simply no good. It is just ink. On paper. Thats all. Is this poetry thing. And here you thought. Now that you know. This is not what you sought. I think that poetry. Age 15; 11-19-99. Posted by Emily Moran Barwick. Subscribe to Posts Atom. Current MFA candidate in Sculpture. At the University of Iowa.CONTENT
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Conversations she bellydown in the grass. He bellyup towards the sky. Tuesday, February 8, 2011. What creates pain he asked. She said uncertain biting her lip eyes rolling up. Pinching his arm he says Nerves? We come down to nerves and synapses firing axons and. Dendrites our lives are in their hands he says. What creates happiness she asked. Not nerves he said for sure not nerves this time. Pinching his arm eyes rolling up to her.
Monday, November 29, 2010. Scroll to the end for the results! I spent the last five months in treatment in Tampa, FL for being an obsessive compulsive bulimic food addict. Over the summer, prior to treatment, I was working on my HotCommodities. Pieces, intending to show them in September in a group exhibition. June 14th, however, I was admitting myself to a residential treatment program.
Friday, October 15, 2010. Monotony crept into our relationship, as monotony is wont to do. We both just knew that this was what kids did. I just figured that was it.
Tuesday, January 18, 2011. I was asked to write about my experience studying abroad in India the Fall semester of my junior year of college for my high-school alumni magazine. Waiting for my baggage, I lift my gaze for the first time since leaving the plane. The women are dressed in the most colorful saris.