today
it is snowing
and although the flakes are fluffy
and i do appreciate the beauty of its falling
i must also
make sure that enough time is
given for
throwing a tantrum
and screaming at the top of my lungs
"You can never predict what will happen when the body moves from dimension to dimension--sometimes it merges sometimes it shatters sometimes it dons overdetermined eye make-up and mimics Liza Minnelli." Dodie Bellamy, _The Letters of Mina Harker_, 139
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