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Cartwheeling through London, (and Medford, Brighton, Brookline, Santa Monica and now the Los Angeles/Mar Vista border) these are accounts of my travels and scrambles (no little bit of rambling) posted to keep myself in the loop with home and home in the loop with me.
- molliefish
- I am for Marx Brothers, various O Magnums, bad country music, my Tibetan mala beads, e.e. cummings, frozen yogurt with mochi, irish drinking songs, chicken and biscuits, sanctuary, Ardha Chandrasana, and every single swing set.
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- think about long distance rates instead of
- glories stream from heaven afar
- Show me how you do that trick, the one that
- a few Thanksgiving pictures... I love my family
- the smoke and who's still standing when it clears
- Name it, read it, tune it, print it, scan it, send...
- dance to the static on the AM radio
- "what's a crocus" and you said "it's a flower". I ...
- breathe unless you do this with me
- wish you were (incubus version)
- Father says, "Your mother's right, she's really up...
- little boy, little boy, won't you lay your body down
- that's my daughter in the water
- and stand in a long line of sinners like me
- you could always be your own girl
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