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		<title>Kathryn Hunt | WritersCafe.org</title>
		<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/youreyesarelove</link>
		<description>The original writings of author Kathryn Hunt</description>
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			<title>For Bee</title>
			<description>This is not as long or as lovely as you deserve, but it is what I wrote for you.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/youreyesarelove/251890/</link>
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			<title>The Ease of Artful Living for Those Who Forget Their Innocence</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;We climb out of the bowels of the city, out from the trains that serve like veins to carry people here and there and back again. We're lost, like always, in this city that is just barely sitting on a spit of land, embraced by the hungry hungry sea on two and half sides. The city is the same ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/youreyesarelove/251887/</link>
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			<title>Good Morning</title>
			<description>This is really, really meant to be performed--thus the overuse of commas.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/youreyesarelove/206251/</link>
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			<title>I am not a pretty girl.</title>
			<description>FAMILY open mic poem. I'm not a big fan of gender roles.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/youreyesarelove/206015/</link>
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			<title>Winter Lovers</title>
			<description>We were most certainly winter-lovers.Our romance was all about rainstorms, running through the ice-cold sleet to get in his car. Finding excuses for my mother on why my hair was soaked because we most certainly were not supposed to be meeting on the side of the road to lean against my car and ki..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/youreyesarelove/205666/</link>
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			<title>All the Parts in all the Plays</title>
			<description>Describe yourself with the clothes you wear.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/youreyesarelove/205665/</link>
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			<title>Auburn Sunsets Observed Through Car Windows</title>
			<description>I want to know the colors that you feel, that you've felt.I want us to take a whole gold-and-green tin of Crayola crayons and dump them out on this seventies shag carpet and I want us to scribble out the whole of our lives. Our lives in colors, in emotions. I want us to cover a canvas in colored..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/youreyesarelove/205664/</link>
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			<title>Rainy Days II: Summer</title>
			<description>Countrpoint to Rainy Days</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/youreyesarelove/205663/</link>
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			<title>Weight</title>
			<description>This is, again, a difficult piece--It is mostly an essay, but I feel what I said was important, and that it was mostly phrased well.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/youreyesarelove/205662/</link>
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			<title>Your Eyes</title>
			<description>Standard Intro</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/youreyesarelove/205658/</link>
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			<title>Bleach</title>
			<description>First Slam Poem Ever</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/youreyesarelove/205656/</link>
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			<title>anonymous</title>
			<description>The one and only piece of any length that is even possibly worth the time it would take to read.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/youreyesarelove/205654/</link>
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			<title>Something Green</title>
			<description>Creative Writing Poetry Slam 07 Semi-Finals Entry</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/youreyesarelove/205653/</link>
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			<title>Girls I knew.</title>
			<description>This is a terribly difficult piece. Names 'removed'.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/youreyesarelove/205652/</link>
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			<title>Page of Truth</title>
			<description>Class assignment with its good moments--I've tried several times to hone this, but, perhaps, it is meant to be just as awkward and jarring and borderline mediocre as I tend to be.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/youreyesarelove/205648/</link>
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			<title>Vulnerable</title>
			<description>I have a thing for boys with shaved heads.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/youreyesarelove/205643/</link>
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			<title>The Berlin Wall</title>
			<description>Another post-college slam poem</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/youreyesarelove/205642/</link>
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			<title>The Quiet Poem</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;This poem is for a boy who will never hear itBecause we don&amp;rsquo;t speak anymoreSo he will never hear the secret hidden in the sighs and silences.But this is still for him, this is still for youAnd when I think of you I cannot help but think of cigarettes,Of loose tuxedo jackets, ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/youreyesarelove/205639/</link>
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			<title>Ocean</title>
			<description>I never expected to live near you, to wake with your breath of kelp and wind in my nose, to cross the highway at dawn to stand ankle deep in the epp and flow of your tide. You remind me, on those mornings, what a greedy b***h you really are. The rip tide that pulls the sand from beneath my heels pul..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/youreyesarelove/205631/</link>
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			<title>Rainy Days</title>
			<description>Write about someone you love on a rainy day.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/youreyesarelove/205628/</link>
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			<title>Pearls</title>
			<description>She knew something of death.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/youreyesarelove/205624/</link>
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			<title>Falling</title>
			<description>One of the few post-college slam poems completed.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/youreyesarelove/205617/</link>
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			<title>Animus</title>
			<description>Driving home from Los Angeles. Stream of Consciousness</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/youreyesarelove/205614/</link>
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			<description>Staccato life.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/youreyesarelove/205612/</link>
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			<title>IV</title>
			<description>Slam Poem for Creative Writing Reunion</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/youreyesarelove/205609/</link>
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			<title>Witness</title>
			<description>Roughly accurate transcription of a slam poem for Slam for Peace 07.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/youreyesarelove/205608/</link>
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			<title>Ten Years</title>
			<description>Because you don't know what you do.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/youreyesarelove/205605/</link>
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