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If

Afraid So

Today's poem

~ Tuesday, September 26, 2006
 

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i'll never tire of these roads, however familiar they'll become.

~ Sunday, September 17, 2006
 
DEAR WRITERS,

in deciding whether to buy her a book or a movie, always side with the book. she could then hold it in her hands and feeeeel the pages. mmmm, books.

my professor's books this semester will make me hate politics and any mention of them. it's only the middle of september, and i already can't stand reading his books. i have now turned to Edward Gorey's "The Unstrug Harp." i used to not like his recent illustrations, what with his people having strange-shaped heads and small ears (kinda like moe), but now i have really taken to them. i should try finding more postcards.

i just sold my mattress to the nicest people from the grad student coop on hillegass. i should have befriended them. thinking back, maybe i didn't sell it so cheaply, which makes me feel bad. i should have consulted rangineh, who applaudes me. but then again, she's from mash'had, so her veins and arteries are lined with genetic business know-how. when i tell this to my mom, she says, "wow, what is it with you and roomates who are business oriented."

i feel like intermezzo. and i am grateful it is near. i will eat for you ALL, trust me.

sleep well,
samin


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