Alankria - May 2008




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




			1st


	01:14 pm: Excited flailing has ensued - 16 happy kitten-vines




			3rd


	01:15 pm: and in other news, Boris Johnson is London's mayor. the end times are but a step away. - 3 happy kitten-vines


	02:58 pm: Looking at flights for Wiscon - 10 happy kitten-vines


	07:50 pm: you could be happy - 6 happy kitten-vines




			5th


	01:51 pm: City of collections: artifacts, old buildings, shops, parks - 10 happy kitten-vines


	08:57 pm: Weekly productivity - 4 happy kitten-vines




			7th


	09:31 am: In just two and a half weeks! - 2 happy kitten-vines


	07:14 pm: Maybe I can... strap my books to my body? - 11 happy kitten-vines




			11th


	12:35 am: the ones on their travels homeward from afar - 1 happy kitten-vine


	03:34 pm: Some things - 2 happy kitten-vines


	10:56 pm: Weekly productivity - 3 happy kitten-vines




			13th


	09:35 pm: Review: Black Thorn, White Rose, eds. Datlow & Windling - 5 happy kitten-vines




			18th


	03:22 pm: oops, I just ate a whole pack of chocolate buttons >.> - 8 happy kitten-vines


	07:31 pm: Weekly productivity - 2 happy kitten-vines




			19th


	09:36 pm: and I have in my head to go crawling - 8 happy kitten-vines




			20th


	10:31 pm: I lay down on the cold ground and I - 5 happy kitten-vines




			21st


	07:32 pm: Alack! - 3 happy kitten-vines


	07:58 pm: Someone else wants to come along! - 10 happy kitten-vines




			27th


	12:07 pm: guargrghhblaeerrrgh - 10 happy kitten-vines




			28th


	02:00 pm: ahh, sweet horizontal, mattressed bed, I now feel much more alive - 7 happy kitten-vines


	06:15 pm: Wiscon! - 7 happy kitten-vines

Profile


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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