http://conscienceround.com/archives/1424 Wed, 01 Sep 2010 03:45:41 -0400 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.8.4 hourly 1 http://conscienceround.com/archives/1424/comment-page-1#comment-276 Megan Thu, 17 Dec 2009 18:01:13 +0000 http://conscienceround.com/?p=1424#comment-276 Read your IndieInk piece. I am impressed...only fifteen years old and you already have such a grasp on the craft of writing! I really enjoy reading your stuff. Keep up the good work, kid! Read your IndieInk piece. I am impressed…only fifteen years old and you already have such a grasp on the craft of writing! I really enjoy reading your stuff. Keep up the good work, kid!

]]> http://conscienceround.com/archives/1424/comment-page-1#comment-259 Kevin Tue, 08 Dec 2009 02:11:38 +0000 http://conscienceround.com/?p=1424#comment-259 Love the interchangeable familial roles. Oh and the writing is exquisite too. Love the interchangeable familial roles. Oh and the writing is exquisite too.

]]> http://conscienceround.com/archives/1424/comment-page-1#comment-258 vi Mon, 07 Dec 2009 17:59:14 +0000 http://conscienceround.com/?p=1424#comment-258 what an exquisite entry. somewhere you grew the vine of language with this "my swimming, growing, baby mother, frictionless, careless creature be" and this "her eye lids are baby raw and baby thin, the heliotrope of a halved plum." the plumness of your language is one evanescent toy. one plays over and over. never cease. never falter. what an exquisite entry. somewhere you grew the vine of language with this “my swimming, growing, baby mother, frictionless, careless creature be” and this “her eye lids are baby raw and baby thin, the heliotrope of a halved plum.” the plumness of your language is one evanescent toy. one plays over and over. never cease. never falter.

]]> http://conscienceround.com/archives/1424/comment-page-1#comment-256 thordora Sun, 06 Dec 2009 01:02:08 +0000 http://conscienceround.com/?p=1424#comment-256 oh Em. I don't have any words. oh Em. I don’t have any words.

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