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		<description>The original writings of author Kitten</description>
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			<title>in si(joke)de</title>
			<description>curled up, sheet-seeking warm-then-coldtrying to breathe slow and wonderinghow the hell you can go from 0 to 200 cowsswinging-fan rotating from each 8am day-lost, drowning, in a saharan antarcticaeffortlessly tied down by gulliver's midgetshaving bumbled, drunk on big foot's fashiont..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badluck_kitten/298941/</link>
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			<title>art</title>
			<description>i want to paint an eternityof the look in your eyes when I breathe your namei want to sketch each separate secondof our most passionate kissesi want to take a snapshot of the anticipationthat wracks my body when you give me that smileI want to record the laughter we sharetangled in my ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badluck_kitten/283703/</link>
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			<title>childish</title>
			<description>rant-in-poetry that somehow wound up full circle, as trains of thought often do.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badluck_kitten/283564/</link>
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			<title>Ironic, Drawn Out</title>
			<description>it's funny that Ican still rememberthe lines of your facewhen my memory is one of touch,not sight,and it's funny that mypreferences have shiftedto perceive your perfect bodyas the ultimate in desire,not just a standard shape,and it's funny that I,even a year later,can still p..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badluck_kitten/283452/</link>
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			<title>FairyTale</title>
			<description>Once upon a time&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; there wassomething &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; about a Prince Charming,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a dream, a dance, a shoe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badluck_kitten/271488/</link>
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			<title>Working Out the Kinks</title>
			<description>Sometimes you need to rant to get emotions out...or to figure out what they are.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badluck_kitten/264482/</link>
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			<title>S**t.</title>
			<description>S**t.I&amp;rsquo;m cursing the part of me that finally gave in;because I did give in, and now I see it &amp;ndash; held suspended in your gaze whenour eyes meet in a secret joke&amp;hellip;You know.I know.And I&amp;rsquo;m sitting here trying not to let it showthat if you asked itI would give in..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badluck_kitten/262010/</link>
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			<title>Gay Cows</title>
			<description>My heart beats in time with your laughter- you, laughing - curled up entwined in my sweat-soaked sheetsI never thought I&amp;rsquo;d hear that soundI never thought I could let my guard down&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; around you.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badluck_kitten/259272/</link>
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			<title>Realizing Rain</title>
			<description>I learned your secret &amp;ndash;the key to the puzzle that is you,and for some reason I remain-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; despite the enigma dissolving in the morning sun;It is not like me.I have discovered,through never-ending trial and error,that I play the game well-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; bett..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badluck_kitten/257795/</link>
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			<title>not the second</title>
			<description>Sometimes logic gets in the way.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badluck_kitten/239181/</link>
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			<title>selfish b***h</title>
			<description>How dare you-I know I have no right,no say at all, reallybut you cannot just come in hereand rip this away from me&amp;nbsp;selfish b***hyou see me as a thorn&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; in your sidean upstart trying to take your place&amp;nbsp;but you cannot have himnot this one - not eve..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badluck_kitten/233878/</link>
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			<title>Lord and Muse</title>
			<description>I have a thing for muses</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badluck_kitten/227366/</link>
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			<title>be bold.</title>
			<description>be bold.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Christ, I wish you would just&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; grasp this by the horns &amp;ndash;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; grasp me.Please&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; just stop hiding&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; behind your old-fashioned&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badluck_kitten/227353/</link>
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			<title>Destined Purgatory</title>
			<description>What icy solitude lies waitingin the distant reaches of silver-sparked blackto hold my attention, devotion unquestioned&amp;lsquo;till destroyed is the ground I stand upon,crumbling beneath the weight of un-accomplishment,still straining desperately towards lost dreamsIf dark is the night,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badluck_kitten/223517/</link>
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			<title>First Time</title>
			<description>this is more a beginning...a character in-vitro
it hasn't decided to get up and move into a story yet</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badluck_kitten/223360/</link>
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			<title>Return and Familiar Afternoon Pain</title>
			<description>hit the wall runningand I&amp;rsquo;m free &amp;ndash; free-falling awayand back again oh-so-fastbungee-chord emotions and Ihave made up my mind this timewaiting for pain and hoping againstit in vain &amp;ndash; crying againlike I&amp;rsquo;ve never ceased to feel the burning-ice tearsreminding th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badluck_kitten/220538/</link>
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			<title>Side-Step Orbit</title>
			<description>sigh of mangled discontent,mere steps away from the dark side of the moon,a silhouette in saltwater raindrops pauses;memories of supernovas from behind blinking curtainsmelt into tomorrow's forlorn winters,thaw frigid ice to molten silver;ancient stars and newborn dragon wings.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badluck_kitten/220250/</link>
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			<title>Shatterwake</title>
			<description>and when i open up my eyessome bleeding future i will seecut open by childish dreams,and torn to pieces by &amp;quot;destiny&amp;quot;what is this world i first perceiveamong dew-drop leaves and half-smilesthat confuses my emotions,and baffles my half-formed senseswhat happened to the st..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badluck_kitten/219788/</link>
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			<title>Awkward Moment</title>
			<description>and what is asked the immortal questionof that which tomorrow has broughtstands a ready guard to isolation, forget-me-knotsas a piece of time floats easily attainable on the hurricanewould that a single look could bring regressionand a world of unwarranted sanity first bloom again&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badluck_kitten/217291/</link>
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			<title>Poetry</title>
			<description>Can you paint a picture with just words?Phrases as soft as brush-strokes, &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; carefully shaded to hide the most obvious interpretationLines as hard as rough sketches,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; pointedly overlaying, re-doing, re-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badluck_kitten/217289/</link>
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			<title>Stage Lights</title>
			<description>walk the stage</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badluck_kitten/217223/</link>
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			<title>Cassus Nomen</title>
			<description>Cassus NomenEmpty vessel floating in a sea of shattered darkness-shards of a delusional girl;cheap angel wings painted black and ripped,perfect face marred with made-up tears &amp;ndash;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; still falling aloneWhy did you so fear the light,to hide your face from daw..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badluck_kitten/217222/</link>
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			<title>Unrequited</title>
			<description>unrequited love...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badluck_kitten/217220/</link>
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			<title>The Death of Art</title>
			<description>How does the digital revolution effect traditional art?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badluck_kitten/217216/</link>
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			<title>Stolen Moment</title>
			<description>i did not notice when&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the darkness of our night gave way&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; to gray dawn, &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; to shadows,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; to sight&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i just realized that I could trace&amp;hellip;&amp;hellip;well&amp;hellip..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/badluck_kitten/217213/</link>
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