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	<title>Julie's Poetic Prattlings &amp; Creative mishaps</title>
	<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/section-101-julie-s-poetic-prattlings-creative-mishaps</link>
	<description>Hang on while I give Freud a field day...</description>
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		<title>Just In Case I Die Today </title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-2567-just-in-case-i-die-today</link>
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		<description> 	If today should happen
to be a prophecy
fulfilled, will not know. 
Nor will you ntil this -- scrawled
in haste and apprehension
on the back of a used envelope --
falls from an unexpected
place, sliding to the ground
with the sigh and stern tap
of paper meeting
floor. </description>
		<dc:creator>Will Rodgers</dc:creator>
		<category>Rumors of Lemonade</category>
		<pubDate>Fri, 08 Nov 2013 20:53:55 GMT</pubDate>
		<comments>/section-103-rumors-of-lemonade#comments</comments>
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		<title>(Almost) a Bio</title>
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		<description>Hang on while I give Freud a field day</description>
		<dc:creator>Julie</dc:creator>
		<category>Julie's Poetic Prattlings &amp;amp; Creative mishaps</category>
		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Jan 2012 16:13:10 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Morning of the March</title>
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		<description>Today I wear red, a pin, and a medal.  I am
shrouded in mourning, clinging to prayer
as my siblings and peers gather
on Madison Drive, prepare
to march forward, bound
by sweaters, scarves,
-- faithhopelove --
sustained
by the greatest of these
for the least among us:
unexpected child,
unprepared mother.

Today I wear prodigal hope
as a birthright, not
political entitlement</description>
		<dc:creator>Julie Ann Cook</dc:creator>
		<category>Rows of Words &amp;amp; Punctuation</category>
		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Jan 2009 19:30:02 GMT</pubDate>
		<comments>/section-317-rows-of-words-punctuation#comments</comments>
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		<title>Blue Skies</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-10030-blue-skies</link>
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		<description> On another Tuesday, azure 

skies glowed. Crimson and burnt 

umber had only begun 

to massage green life 

from branches. The morning, crisp,

was warmer than this. 
 Yesterday was Monday, dark,

wet with passive rain.

But today's skies

are clear Carolina blue. 
 On that other Tuesday, black

tainted, flooded, choked

the pristine sky with fear.

Still, blue remained still

here. 
 I wonder if today

will welcome doom

so gracefully. </description>
		<dc:creator>Julie</dc:creator>
		<category>Rows of Words &amp;amp; Punctuation</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 22 Nov 2008 18:46:00 GMT</pubDate>
		<comments>/section-317-rows-of-words-punctuation#comments</comments>
		<slash:comments>1</slash:comments>
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		<title>Today</title>
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		<description> Today I am a kleenex -- 

thin, translucent, useless

until used.

                      I tear easily. </description>
		<dc:creator>Julie</dc:creator>
		<category>Rows of Words &amp;amp; Punctuation</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 22 Nov 2008 18:44:34 GMT</pubDate>
		<comments>/section-317-rows-of-words-punctuation#comments</comments>
		<slash:comments>1</slash:comments>
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		<title>A Crumby Mess</title>
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		<description>
    
        
            
             The chips have fallen

            on the floor with a crunch 

            and the bowl's clatter. 
             The crumby mess is made worse

            by the party, the celebration, those

            not watching where they're going --

            their footsteps grind potato 

            into dirt into carpet. 
            Where is the maid? 
             We have none for we are poor. 
            Who will tidy the mess? 
             No one: 
             those who see it watch 

            from behind closed windows,

            shake their heads slowly, bowed. 
             Crumbs conceded

            to the dogs, the only hope

            for damage control. 
            Let them eat cake instead. 
            
        
    

   
   </description>
		<dc:creator>Julie</dc:creator>
		<category>Rows of Words &amp;amp; Punctuation</category>
		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Nov 2008 02:22:18 GMT</pubDate>
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		<slash:comments>2</slash:comments>
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		<title>Not Your Eve</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-5363-not-your-eve</link>
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		<description> ...................................No,
.....................................no,
.............your bones cannot be blamed for
........what I am: my core, my flesh, my skin,
...are all my own, free of your dust-made ribs. 
...I was here before your words, before serpent
....or his hiss, days before you or your helpmate 
 ........in her ingnorance-turned-fig-leaf-modesty, 
..............hungered for more.  I am not your Eve.
...........No, you know me as the tempting fruit,
......forbidden:  bright, sweet, swollen, &amp;amp; ripe. 
..........My juices drip down your chin.  I am 
....................something to digest.  Now 
.............................you      .. ..know.      Included in Shakespeare's Monkey Revue volume 1, issue 2 </description>
		<dc:creator>Julie</dc:creator>
		<category>Published Elsewhere</category>
		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Nov 2008 21:59:18 GMT</pubDate>
		<comments>/section-239-published-elsewhere#comments</comments>
		<slash:comments>9</slash:comments>
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		<title>Listening</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-9626-listening</link>
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		<description>(day 1 of 14)</description>
		<dc:creator>Julie</dc:creator>
		<category>Rows of Words &amp;amp; Punctuation</category>
		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Nov 2008 21:51:58 GMT</pubDate>
		<comments>/section-317-rows-of-words-punctuation#comments</comments>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
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		<title>Ouroboros</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-4111-ouroboros</link>
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		<description>a collaboration with Stephan
a derivitive of &quot;counting (and days) in colors&quot;</description>
		<dc:creator>Julie</dc:creator>
		<category>Flinging Poo with the Other Apes</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
		<comments>/section-265-flinging-poo-with-the-other-apes#comments</comments>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
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		<title>tart tatin</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3981-tart-tatin</link>
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		<description>a collaboration with Stephan</description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Flinging Poo with the Other Apes</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
		<comments>/section-265-flinging-poo-with-the-other-apes#comments</comments>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
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		<title>Jesus in my Chocolate Milk</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-5768-jesus-in-my-chocolate-milk</link>
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		<description>I'm not crazy.  I'm serious.  (Ok, well maybe I'm a little crazy.)</description>
		<dc:creator>Julie</dc:creator>
		<category>Another attempt at online journaling</category>
		<pubDate>Thu, 10 Apr 2008 20:44:33 GMT</pubDate>
		<comments>/section-316-another-attempt-at-online-journaling#comments</comments>
		<slash:comments>9</slash:comments>
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		<title>death sentence overturned</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6434-death-sentence-overturned</link>
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		<description>Ok, so perhaps that's too dramatic</description>
		<dc:creator>Julie</dc:creator>
		<category>Another attempt at online journaling</category>
		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Dec 2007 19:48:16 GMT</pubDate>
		<comments>/section-316-another-attempt-at-online-journaling#comments</comments>
		<slash:comments>1</slash:comments>
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		<title>how cool is this!</title>
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		<description>...nothing special, just playing with Jonathan's pocket pc</description>
		<dc:creator>Julie</dc:creator>
		<category>Another attempt at online journaling</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 12 Aug 2007 19:57:46 GMT</pubDate>
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		<slash:comments>1</slash:comments>
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		<title>To those of you who've noticed my swollen belly ... </title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-2594-to-those-of-you-who-ve-noticed-my-swollen-belly--.</link>
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		<description>To those of you who've noticed my swollen belly but were afraid to ask

Yes.

To answer your unspoken question:yes, Ido enjoy my ice creamdaily, sometimesmore, with strawberries, bananas, peanuts,chocolate chips and syrup, whipped cream,jimmies (or &quot;sprinkles&quot; to those of you who don'tspeak Yankee), a cherry on top,and -- mmm-mm --on the side,a dill pickle spear.

I know, that's gross. I think so too.

But my stomachbegs to differ as doesthe hungry child within me, dueto escape comeSeptember</description>
		<dc:creator>Poetic Insomniac</dc:creator>
		<category>Rows of Words &amp;amp; Punctuation</category>
		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Aug 2007 14:21:38 GMT</pubDate>
		<comments>/section-317-rows-of-words-punctuation#comments</comments>
		<slash:comments>13</slash:comments>
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		<title>there's more than one way to eat a Reese's or skin a cat </title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-2586-there-s-more-than-one-way-to-eat-a-reese-s-or-skin-a-cat</link>
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		<description>I have no desire to keepa skinless feline, its pelt,or chocolate-covered peanut butter.

I'd rather eat it, wear iton my thighs -- the Reese's I mean,not the messy Chinese food -- than hide itout-of-reach in the cabinetabove the fridge.

I prefer to stuff it wholein my mouth and silentlylet it melt away whilecrossing my fingers tilI'm through that the phone

won't ring</description>
		<dc:creator>Julie</dc:creator>
		<category>Rows of Words &amp;amp; Punctuation</category>
		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Aug 2007 19:00:33 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Dust If You Must (addendum to an email forward) </title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-2597-dust-if-you-must-addendum-to-an-email-forward</link>
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		<description>Dust if you must, but know if you dothe people who matter care more about YOUthan fuzzy dust bunnies, crumbs on the floor,a ring in the toilet, or prints on the door.

Dust if you must, but don't take too long:more time spent on cleaning means less left for song,tea parties, swimming, hide-n-seek, and crafts,less time for giggles, sticky grins, and laughs.

Dust if you must, but feel no guilt if you don'tbecause munchkins and rugrats simply won'tstay as they are: they'll grow up too fast --unlike those dust bunnies, childhood won't last</description>
		<dc:creator>Julie</dc:creator>
		<category>Rows of Words &amp;amp; Punctuation</category>
		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Aug 2007 18:39:45 GMT</pubDate>
		<comments>/section-317-rows-of-words-punctuation#comments</comments>
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		<title>On finishing HP7... (**CONTAINS MINOR SPOILERS!**)</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-5392-on-finishing-hp7-.-contains-minor-spoilers</link>
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		<description>MAY CONTAIN &quot;HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS&quot; SPOILERS!!!</description>
		<dc:creator>Julie</dc:creator>
		<category>Another attempt at online journaling</category>
		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Jul 2007 00:52:37 GMT</pubDate>
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		<slash:comments>2</slash:comments>
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		<title>Dreaming in Color</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-5198-dreaming-in-color</link>
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		<description>It used to mean something different to me</description>
		<dc:creator>Julie</dc:creator>
		<category>Another attempt at online journaling</category>
		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Jul 2007 03:55:48 GMT</pubDate>
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		<slash:comments>5</slash:comments>
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		<title>crap I need to write</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-5073-crap-i-need-to-write</link>
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		<description>I'm in a wordless rut again</description>
		<dc:creator>Julie</dc:creator>
		<category>Another attempt at online journaling</category>
		<pubDate>Tue, 03 Jul 2007 18:25:46 GMT</pubDate>
		<comments>/section-316-another-attempt-at-online-journaling#comments</comments>
		<slash:comments>9</slash:comments>
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		<title>It's not about $1.50.</title>
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		<description>The stupid things that incite arguments</description>
		<dc:creator>Julie</dc:creator>
		<category>Another attempt at online journaling</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Jul 2007 15:48:33 GMT</pubDate>
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