Alankria - January 2008

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			Alankria - January 2008 trailing words from her fingers in streaks across the brick walls




			1st


	02:18 pm: Eight legs he has - 7 happy kitten-vines


	07:26 pm: A kind of science




			2nd


	08:32 pm: =D - 2 happy kitten-vines




			5th


	05:55 pm: scratching one off the list - 5 happy kitten-vines




			6th


	03:54 pm: Tyop du jour - 6 happy kitten-vines


	05:13 pm: The ideas, multiplying in my head


	07:47 pm: does it matter if we're all matter when we're done, when the sky is full of zeroes and ones? - 7 happy kitten-vines




			10th


	08:56 pm: you're the queen of all the surface streets, I'm the wiener boy that you're here to meet - 4 happy kitten-vines




			12th


	11:50 pm: "I was in love, once. A Sinclair ZX 81." - 4 happy kitten-vines




			17th


	08:41 pm: Laptop woes - 11 happy kitten-vines




			21st


	06:05 pm: A day out of its box and it still smells of New - 10 happy kitten-vines


	07:13 pm: he's keeping busy yeah he's bleeding stones, with his machinations and his palindromes




			27th


	06:56 pm: On editing - 13 happy kitten-vines




			28th


	06:42 pm: Because this is what I needed financially this pay-period - 5 happy kitten-vines




			29th


	01:25 pm: reviews + publication times - 12 happy kitten-vines




			30th


	06:10 pm: First sale of the year! - 25 happy kitten-vines

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User: alankria Name: Alex D M

A selection of free things

Short Fiction

Tattoos of the Sky, Tattoos of the Days

Praise & Criticism for M Rekling's 'The Bottle'

The Essay Alchemist

Poetry

Obedience on the Pyre

Old House

Editorial

The Five Senses

Masterfade

You took my hand and led me down to watch a papillon parade, and
we let the kittens lick our hair and drink our chalky lemonade.
You squeezed my hand and told me softly that I shouldn't be afraid
'cause all the while your finger's resting gently on the masterfade,
the masterfade.

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