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a travelogue.

Saturday, March 10, 2007

leaving sayulita

dancing with mia podemos jugar.
balancing with mia learning spanish.

chest high glass off gauntlet racey noseride tent tribe.

shit river misty jungle mountain boat ride
spending my twenties like this.

not needing needing loving my parents.
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      • leaving sayulita
      • shiny black robots
      • i move.
      • cheap wine cheap time.
      • the sound of sprinklers (summer)
      • one eyed grins
      • doppelgaenger: a letter to bill viola
      • such is.
      • perception versus reality: a peter pan story.
      • bodies of bodies
      • breakfast and bedridden beauty.
      • notes on the lunar cycle (save me a slow dance)
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