Poetry For Our Time

Poetry heals the wounds inflicted by reason. -Novalis

Gahhhhh

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Still sick. I’m sorry. Another three-parter coming soon. This theme, at Amanda’s request: Grammy performances.

I’m going to go stick my head in a facial steamer now.

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Written by Molly M M

February 11, 2009 at 5:16 am

Posted in Uncategorized

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  1. YES! For those who have not seen our Twitter streams, I have encouraged (read: strongholded) Molly into writing an epic love ballad about Thom Yorke’s and Chris Martin’s dance moves at the Grammys, respectively. This is gonna be good.

    mandysue411

    February 12, 2009 at 3:24 am

  2. Dude. Excellent.

    TheSamsanator

    February 12, 2009 at 4:24 am

  3. Not excellent that you’re sick, Molly. Excellent that you will be writing an epic love ballad about Thom Yorke’s and Chris Martin’s dance moves at the Grammys.

    TheSamsanator

    February 12, 2009 at 4:25 am


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