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sheathed moons ago,
cruel shoulder grabs you.
scraping every second,
ungodly awful dawn
biting kiss that escapes.
I count the days I returned

you even before you leave.
Give me your eyes once more,
sweet light that feeds me,
expect furious balm.


you going and go. Nothing
be what it was, I
seed and flower
new.

(of Online Mares, Ed Sial, 2008 )

Image: Eugenio Recuenco

in Poetics in Blue

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created by: Cintia * Nightmare
on: December 16, 2010
Gallery http://miartesincensura.blogspot.com/


Yes, the mates are cool ...

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reality masks
entelechy



....... .... I desando
........... in a prayer espejos



primordial image
pure
dancing with Narciso



Performance: Carles Santos, La-Re-Mi-La , 1979.

in Poetics in Blue

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microstories

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E res a nonlinear system . Tell me the curves of your figure when I see you lying in my bed. And I'm standing, not daring to move a muscle, because I know how you react.

P ut it's time analysis ...

M and come to you, slowly. Crawling over the bed to meet your legs. Any part of your body may be a point perfect balance. Continue on your waist. Probing the ground to check for convergence among us, and I seek your roots . Sometimes they are positive , and then we do not talk, not even us we look, because the instability is infinite. Further, your roots are both signs , which means that after an argument, always end up reconciling and getting caught between the sheets. Your chest, another coordinate your body. And I'm looking for your roots.

A men's eyes, and I stop short. My heart races and I smile. Your smile is a root negative, indicating that there stability. Then, drawing spirals a range increasingly less , until my lips converge with yours.




* Text written by: Cintia Sánchez Fuentes
on: December 11, 2010


* IMAGE Photography: Photography
Marcx model / Handling: Cintia * Nightmare
galleries http: / / cintianightmare.deviantart.com / gallery / and http://djwedo.deviantart.com/gallery/


This text is the result of the study of differential equations that I have to do these days, until I review next Tuesday. Although not the first time I write a text of this type, ie with a nod toward mathematics: "Experiment 040609: Night Math"

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microcytes XIII XIV

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My hair draws spirals

while I'm setting free air bubbles underwater.

* Text written by: Cintia Sánchez Fuentes
on: November 21, 2010

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Photografia / Manipulation Photography
Marcx model: Cintia * Nightmare
Gallery http://djwedo.deviantart.com/gallery/

"Raise Your Weapon" by Deadmau5 is a very inspiring song, like most of the songs from this Dj. Marcos could not resist being carried away by the sound and updated her blog with her first narrative: Raise Weapon your

Here you have the video of the song:



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Almost better not see
not know anything about you,
forget your shadow.


Non,


repingan these pricks that are non
Bagoas
Chuvi are Só nas suicide
meixelas mines.

Almost better not see
not know anything about you,
forget your shadow.


No,


droplets dripping tears
not
are just suicidal
rain on my cheeks.


Images: Eugenio Recuenco

in Poetics in Blue

What Are The Meaning Of Shag Bands ?

LOVE
landed at the time of the rush ,
of urgency that seeks seas.
I looked into his eyes
with the insolence of the clocks
inviting retrace old circles.
And a voice, your voice,
bowl fertile
synergy and of all light, that blossomed
your verbs
in my hands.


(of Online Mares, Ed Sial, 2008 )



Image: Martin Toye

in Poetics in Blue

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Open your hands, I go.
arms hugging dresses,
your mouth is the cave where
crimson cover all your souls.
Let your teeth scroll
as
sweet chain that binds you to me. Lames

my skin looking for a new identity,

lost and all things names in a syllabary
butterflies.


A sandal adheres
my direction to catch
my steps
in a corner that you learn as a
luciernaga prayer.

Open hands, I approach.
Dresses grips on the arms,
your mouth is a cave
where crimson cover their souls.
Let go through their teeth
like running fresh
that to me.
licks my skin
in search of a new identity,
already lost
all the names of things
a syllabary of butterflies.


A sandal gird
my course
to arrest my steps
a corner that you learn
as a prayer of fireflies.


(of A Ollada Astarte, Espiral Maior Ed, 2007 )


Pictures: Steven Klein and Steve Diet Goedde

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Now I know that I am not
but shadows of your past
lips of another skin

sex.

I
mirror
the afterlife hands
borrowed
the ancient light.


rebuild plying ghosts?
What will now my name?


Rius cross the dark soul
guillotine certainties.


Dance
nothing on the graves of the nameless.

Now I know that I am not
but shadows of your past
other lips
other skin
other sex.


'm the mirror
the Hereafter
left hands,
ancient light.


Rebuilding be plowing ghosts?
What will now my name?


Rivers traverse the dark soul
skinned certainties.


Balla nothingness
on the graves of many.




Imágenes: Steven Klein

in Poetic in Blue

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OUR APPROACH TO THE SCHOOL BOARD

After some months of work, we finalized a proposal agreed by all our AMPA, plus parents and many parents polled delegates. All without exception, whether or not their children enrolled in the subject of religion, agree agreeing with this proposal. You can read or download by clicking here . hope you find it useful to many people. And our school board approves it, improving the education of children in our school and hopefully throughout our region.