Hourglass Society
Monday, June 30, 2003
Fooz snap per raffle putty
In dem wannempeg jutty;
Notim calp uberflap
Jot snarf fortsnap
Complanix.
Wednesday, June 25, 2003
"We worship at the border of where our understanding meets the mysteries of God." -- Dennis Peacocke on our tape today
Well, look at that. An immediate success. Hey, lookit... post just means that you save your message on the blogspot, and publish means that it is actually on the webpage that others can view.
Today I put on lipstick and kissed Drew. Wanna know why? Talk to Jessica Bradford about it.
Tuesday, June 24, 2003
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Post
Inside the front entry, the large box
leans against the wall, a cowboy with cardboard skin.
I watch it carefully, expecting something
to happen, maybe a tapping from inside--
a man trapped, sent by post to my house.
The mail order catalogue said four to six weeks;
it's only been one.
I wait Indian style in front
of the brown rectangle, clutching garden shears
tightly in my hand. When a strange man
is expected to call, a single girl
age twenty-nine, keeps an eye out.
Luckily for him, I am only twenty-eight.
Here I am on our glob tops. I've always wanted to be on a logber. Er, gobler. Or is it bogler? Whate'er. Here I am! What's up with the Publish thingy? What's the difference between posting and publishing?
