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	<title>Emily Rose</title>
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		<title>Dave said.....</title>
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		<description> Dave wisdom: 
  
He said: 
  
He would have the last laugh 
  
I would never amount to anything 
  
I brought this all on myself 
  
I was shit 
  
I needed to be knocked down a few pegs 
  
I would lose the house 
  
I couldn’t take care of Jamie on my own  ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>EmilyRose</dc:creator>
		<category>Thorned Roses Library</category>
		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Sep 2008 02:40:57 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Scranton Justice</title>
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		<description>I look into this face I no longer recognize.   
  
Four years should not ravage anyone this way. 
  
I have to start at the end.  The beginning will just confuse you.  It is dark. 
  
The law here is neither just nor fair.  It seems to go to the highest bidder.  Do not be poor and seek justice.    
  
My lawyer threatened that if I did not come up with twelve thousand dollars for him, he would not waste his time defending my divorce case.  He also told me that if I pushed to get a decision to save my house from foreclosure the decision would be against me.  ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>EmilyRose</dc:creator>
		<category>The personal space of EmilyRose</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 31 Aug 2008 12:45:58 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>DONE</title>
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		<description> Months of this and I'm done. 
   
 The Master is in defiance of the Judges Order by recommendation of my lawyer, but, tell me it's my conspiracy theory. 
   
 I'm done. 
   
 Betcha the decision is in Dave's favor. 
   
 The hearing was cancelled for ever. 
 No one will ever know but you and me. 
   
 It's only been four years. 
 frig me.  ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>EmilyRose</dc:creator>
		<category>The personal space of EmilyRose</category>
		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 15:23:56 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Two </title>
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		<description> Tis something we know that others do not 
tween dawn and dusk still but the cricket  
cracked silences 
  
Lover lust lay heavily on you as you on me 
yet it lights upon me like your tongue 
upon my nipple 
  
Distraction driven lover will you survive 
me this us and will it matter beyond  
sweat soaked sheets 
  
Yes I promised to always love you 
but I never promised to stay love   ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>EmilyRose</dc:creator>
		<category>Thorned Roses Library</category>
		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Aug 2008 04:59:01 GMT</pubDate>
		<comments>/section-236-thorned-roses-library#comments</comments>
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		<title>Indefensible</title>
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		<description> Do not defend me


I am indefensible


Defend the rock instead


the weed that breaks through it


Ask them what they think


tell them your secrets


The rock will bear your weight


the weed is obstinate 


relentless in its bond to this spot


I've not the mass


nor grown the roots


to tie me here


Do not defend me </description>
		<dc:creator>EmilyRose</dc:creator>
		<category>Thorned Roses Library</category>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 21:43:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Tall Good Looking Girl</title>
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		<description>My writing group suggested that my writing has a lush, seductive quality with rich images even when I do not intend any of that.  I was told there is even a warm, inviting tone in the way I read.  Now, that was said as a criticism, not a compliment.  I was challenged to write in plain language from an ordinary place.   Thing is.  I had remembered doing that for an entire period of my writing.  Ok, I'm babbling.  For what it's worth, here is one of them.  Sigh, I like lush.  I think it's purty.

PS.  Tis old and ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>EmilyRose</dc:creator>
		<category>Thorned Roses Library</category>
		<pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2008 14:10:28 GMT</pubDate>
		<comments>/section-236-thorned-roses-library#comments</comments>
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		<title>In Hope Of A Poem - A Fairy Tale </title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8579-in-hope-of-a-poem-a-fairy-tale</link>
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		<description> P'Shaw - Edits are needed but time, and life at present does not allow.  Do you not hate it when you break your own rules?  Hmmm, contradicting yourself is so very, berry</description>
		<dc:creator>EmilyRose</dc:creator>
		<category>Thorned Roses Library</category>
		<pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2008 10:09:35 GMT</pubDate>
		<comments>/section-236-thorned-roses-library#comments</comments>
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		<title>Victim</title>
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		<description>   Suicide comes in whispers  giving up   your soul your cell     fishness thinking      that you have a right  to right or fair unable   to fair the weather     of war tore torn  in pieces knowing     you are not  cannot be anything  worth earth or sand     nor snow  melted down  to the victim     Why breathe?    </description>
		<dc:creator>EmilyRose</dc:creator>
		<category>Thorned Roses Library</category>
		<pubDate>Fri, 02 May 2008 03:22:34 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Karma</title>
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		<description>  Do not attempt to fill this vessel 
with paper roses
they will not last a moment 
the torrid weather here

The water you bear will cry silver tears 
through tiny fissures only to be lost
in these ageless sands
bring good earth and seed or nothing at all

It is content to hear the wind whistle 
through its open emptiness
to stand still and sing
along to to the song of the changing times </description>
		<dc:creator>EmilyRose</dc:creator>
		<category>Thorned Roses Library</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 02 Mar 2008 00:32:14 GMT</pubDate>
		<comments>/section-236-thorned-roses-library#comments</comments>
		<slash:comments>2</slash:comments>
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		<title>Prompt anyone?</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-7693-prompt-anyone</link>
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		<description>Odd little tid bit to start something off?</description>
		<dc:creator>EmilyRose</dc:creator>
		<category>Poetry Workshop</category>
		<pubDate>Mon, 25 Feb 2008 03:24:22 GMT</pubDate>
		<comments>/section-114-poetry-workshop#comments</comments>
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		<title>Velvet</title>
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		<description>    Velvet pillows and candle light
cannot soften the edges
of good buys or steal
your eyes as they slice
through skin  Halfing a heart
for you to step over   as you exit one step
closer to oblivion
a peace      For me to breathe
softly upon the candle  that shadowed us  creeping into each other
fanning the flame     Splashing hot wax   to dry cold
hard on soft plush   velvet
no one else will ever 

No,  how yielding
it once was. </description>
		<dc:creator>EmilyRose</dc:creator>
		<category>Thorned Roses Library</category>
		<pubDate>Mon, 19 May 2008 18:07:56 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Emotional Arrest</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-5379-emotional-arrest</link>
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		<description> Old stuff</description>
		<dc:creator>EmilyRose</dc:creator>
		<category>Thorned Roses Library</category>
		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Jul 2007 10:03:02 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Literary Agents: The Good, The Bad and The Outright Dishonest</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-5364-literary-agents-the-good-the-bad-and-the-outright-dishonest</link>
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		<description>I found this endlessly interesting!</description>
		<dc:creator>EmilyRose</dc:creator>
		<category>Agents, Publishing, Promotion, and Writing</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 21 Jul 2007 12:25:58 GMT</pubDate>
		<comments>/section-364-agents-publishing-promotion-and-writing#comments</comments>
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		<title>Need to tighten this one up.  Suggestions?</title>
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		<description>I don't want to change the meaning, flavor, of this, but would like to sharpen it.  Would a title change and sharper imagery do it?  Feedback, if you would be so generous and kind, OOOOO XXXXX</description>
		<dc:creator>EmilyRose</dc:creator>
		<category>Poetry Workshop</category>
		<pubDate>Mon, 18 Jun 2007 15:47:58 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Dame Tracey Paradiso</title>
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		<description>in an on-line publication, kudos if you will!!!</description>
		<dc:creator>EmilyRose</dc:creator>
		<category>Articles, Memoirs &amp;amp; Essays</category>
		<pubDate>Fri, 11 May 2007 16:38:49 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Werewolf Moments</title>
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		<description>Cliche' - I know.  I dug for imagery here, started with the prompt, which is the title, a discussion, a line that played in my head. 

Cliche' playing upon cliche', but I kind of like it</description>
		<dc:creator>EmilyRose</dc:creator>
		<category>Thorned Roses Library</category>
		<pubDate>Tue, 01 May 2007 20:12:31 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>How Do Things Work Here?</title>
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		<description>I'm confused?</description>
		<dc:creator>EmilyRose</dc:creator>
		<category>Questions</category>
		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Jun 2007 02:13:08 GMT</pubDate>
		<comments>/section-365-questions#comments</comments>
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		<title>Fortune Teller</title>
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		<description> Cards laid flat
up and down
can be interpreted 
in so many ways
maybe it is in the grain
of your face
or my hands 
on the table</description>
		<dc:creator>EmilyRose</dc:creator>
		<category>The personal space of EmilyRose</category>
		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Apr 2007 13:08:43 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Freedom 2</title>
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		<description> Moving a hand away 
from your own slashed throat
takes courage
looking down at stiff nipples
showing through
red soaked white
knowing pink
is long lost
is a struggle
between flesh and will
clot damn it</description>
		<dc:creator>EmilyRose</dc:creator>
		<category>The personal space of EmilyRose</category>
		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Apr 2007 10:58:06 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Freedom 1</title>
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		<description> Letting the hand free
of a gushing artery 
takes guts
it only looks like 
giving up
It's a leap of faith 
in your own body
your own power
your will
Clot, damn it!</description>
		<dc:creator>EmilyRose</dc:creator>
		<category>The personal space of EmilyRose</category>
		<pubDate>Tue, 03 Apr 2007 05:35:47 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Call Me Lily</title>
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		<description> Call me Lily not Rose
that was only pretend 
anyway

and wax roses melt
paper roses fade to dust
even silk cannot deny

the lie of its own existence
for any length of time
call me Lily

Let me be held
gripped prettily
in white drained hands

made up and perfumed
and I will hide with them
in eternity

as you throw cut 
and dying roses
on our coach</description>
		<dc:creator>EmilyRose</dc:creator>
		<category>The personal space of EmilyRose</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 07 Apr 2007 18:13:00 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Maybe, Maybe Not</title>
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		<description> Prompt from Borders' Workshop Saturday, 3/30/07</description>
		<dc:creator>EmilyRose</dc:creator>
		<category>The personal space of EmilyRose</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Apr 2007 21:05:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Falling Star Magazine</title>
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		<description>*blush*</description>
		<dc:creator>EmilyRose</dc:creator>
		<category>Member News</category>
		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Apr 2007 23:41:58 GMT</pubDate>
		<comments>/section-83-member-news#comments</comments>
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		<title>Tinsel Town</title>
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		<description>Dead roses fill a vaseby her chaiseshe’s tired from runninglikes the movie star poseshe vogues nakedgraced by nothing morethan last seasons silvergarland hits the highsnoted against her greymarble stomach

those old black andwhites spoke volumescontrast that softenedthe horror of blood 
on the big screampitch perfect mouthagape softly droolingimagined reds in timewith the last beatof the starlets harlotheart</description>
		<dc:creator>EmilyRose</dc:creator>
		<category>The personal space of EmilyRose</category>
		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Mar 2007 15:51:03 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>I miss...</title>
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		<description>the comraderie.  

the support.

the sanity.

Dave has been stealing stuff from my house.

How do you explain to your son that his father is just an asshole and it really has nothing to do with him?</description>
		<dc:creator>EmilyRose</dc:creator>
		<category>The personal space of EmilyRose</category>
		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Feb 2007 11:09:12 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Inane</title>
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		<description>What is the question?</description>
		<dc:creator>EmilyRose</dc:creator>
		<category>Lobas stuff</category>
		<pubDate>Wed, 07 Feb 2007 13:16:13 GMT</pubDate>
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