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Addendum (or The Bride of Poetry Hour)
Uh, apparently my fingers decided they weren’t done rhyming or whatever. So here’s an addendum to today’s Poetry Hour. I Can See The “Hotel Bethlehem” Sign From My Window This Christmas city thrives on light, with neon signs held high … Continue reading
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The Week Before Thanksgiving (aka The November Blog Fest: Day 20)
[Author's note: This is a pretty depressing post. I don't recommend that you read it unless you feel like being sad and sort of confused. This was pretty difficult for me to write, and I didn't plan to write it, … Continue reading
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Protected: What I Can’t Tell You: six
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"Merry Tossmas" Indeed
I’ve been hearing a lot of interesting things lately. I heard that in Australia, the malls are prohibiting their hired Santas from saying “Ho Ho Ho” anymore, because it might offend someone (for those of you who are a little … Continue reading
