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Journal Entries for Sparrow Girl

Death' Duo

May 26th, 2008 8:31 pm MDT

Death' Duo - 06 FEB 2007 - Sparrow   I sped away to hide   in the sifting swirling snow; Chill death nocked for you   on my cold lithe-arched bow. Draw smooth, release!   Ice pierced. Frozen soul.   You hot, enraged, closed to see   my eyes, my face, your enemy. Your sword a flame   found my heart's heat. Slashed rage, pain, ire   hell brand, souls' fire!     Arrow burried in your breast   my others quivered, still at rest All fletched like sisters for a dance.   Curved wounds carved in my flesh   your sweeped blade, with blood afresh Are too alike - it is not chance.   Which hand drives   death dagger deep? Whose black blood spills   in mortal seep?   Not yours. Not mine.  It is ours.

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Run Run Run

May 25th, 2008 1:24 pm MDT

"Run, run, run as fast as you can! But you can't catch me - I'm the Gingerbread Man!"   The Gingerbread Man is my running pal. And today I definitely could not catch him. The sun & humidity absolutely beat me down. I had to walk - and I don't do that - or I would have overheated badly. Admittedly, I tried a very ambitious course today, and was glad I was smart enough to have it loop across itself. There is no way I could have finished it! It's been warming up quickly here. This will be the last long run that I don't bring a hydration system on. At least until Fall sets in. My poor feet! Oh, a bloodblister - cool!  

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I am without another.

May 23rd, 2008 1:26 pm MDT

After nearly three years my ex-count is newly up by one. My feelings diverge. I've never loved anyone in my silly life in the same fashion that I love her. Yes. Still. Twice before now we have chosen to abandon the concept of "us" so my grief is muted, tired. But no one, I think, can unflinchingly stomach betrayal's bile flavor, no matter how dulled by pragmatic expectation or empathy.   A cool breeze - freedom - catches at my breath, harbinger of storm winds carrying adventure, danger, dreams, even nightmares. There is that tingle in my fingertips that I didn't notice had gone, and I feel my eyes rekindle. My heart stops, and then surges as I realize - nothing now impedes me from living my impossible and cherished fears.

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