Monthly Archives: August 2012

Suburban

Suburbs. Tarseal. Houses. The places we live at night and hide inside in the day time. Haze covers the stars at sunset and the birds sleep late in the mornings. The moon hangs in the day time alongside the sun. … Continue reading

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Urban

This week’s postaday challenge was Urban. So we headed out into the city to take some urban shots – which turned out to be strangely challenging – how to get a good ‘city’ shot while still remaining anonymous? How do … Continue reading

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Memories

I took this photo a couple of weeks ago now. Shadows of lavender flowers dancing on the wall on our back steps. It was one of those things you see all the time – as familiar as breathing, just there, … Continue reading

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Another scheduled

Writing this directly after the last one to schedule it. This is so cool how you can do this. So I’m going to say just about nothing, again, and all you who read this or follow me will probably unfollow … Continue reading

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I know I should post

I’m only posting because I’m doing postaday. So uh yeah. This is my post for the day, I really don’t have anything to say, Oh and by the way, that rhymes, I’m mad, and bad, at blogging. So I’ll try … Continue reading

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your post

trying to be less boring. i want you all to comment if you can. write something on the subject of writing. do you write, why do you write, why should you write, are writers crazy, define a writer, or a … Continue reading

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some more poetry (scheduled for midnight)

this lock beneath my fingers is of cold brass cold brass twisting, clicking beneath my shaky fingers this door before my feet is a solid dark slab solid dark slab swinging, swishing before my eager feet this room under my … Continue reading

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25th of August’s post scheduled for yesterday, or the 24th on the 23rd which is yesterday

See if you can figure out what I meant in the title. For the sake of skipping the explanations here. I feel like a short post right now. This is a poll. It’s just a test to see which option … Continue reading

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