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Untitled poem by s.m.g. The rush of twenty-five birds, one for each year, went through that blue vein there gone before you know it in a clear drip hanging from a silver lining. The ways to fly are unwrapped from these square rooms a ball or a kite or a heart-drenched love affair. The rush of an engine, you find the pulse, but all you count are your lucky stars, the blackest eyes when so many are watching. Rarely will you ask me a question, I haven't answered your prayers. Come see the body in everything, physical and fierce, angles taken from your point of view. Do you see it? Our youth.

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here's how this whole thing started. I wanted to work, but had two disabled kids, so I asked my mom to watch them, she didn't want to, but told me, I want to get paid to watch your kids. The greatest thing happened, Alec got off the waiting list for the MR waiver, so I could get staff to take care of him while I worked. Then the suggestion of CCO came up, and it seems good, because it wouldn't be an agency, I could hire anybody I want to be his staff. Sooooo, I hired my mom, my daughter, and my step dad. Probably the wrong thing to do. Then the suggestion came up that Alec needs a legal guardian. Well, any day, I could die from targeting, nearly have several times, and I'm on psych meds which could cut my life short, so I said, I want you (my step dad) and my daughter to be legal guardians. Ohhh, boy. Now EVERY decision is made by them, I no longer get to write up the goals, approve the hours, get calls and meetings from the case manager or the broker, and they hold the

I am sorry to tell you that Alec never asks about you. I will not be telling him anything about you being in Des Moines because it doesn't matter to him. I am not saying this to be cruel although I'm sure you will take it that way. Because your drinking comes first, which was obvious over Thanksgiving, and you could only allow one hour for Alec, it just makes sense for him to stay here long term.     We will compensate money from his check to give you for the hours he is with you.  He has a lot going on now with his social events. We have now added the Fitness Center  twice weekly. He will start bowling once a week in January. It just makes more sense for him to be here because gpa will be doing all the driving.

Woman goes into the grocery store and says, I forgot my list, Well, I guess we'll be chicken winging it tonight. Boy lost the key to bike lock, and he says, Now I actually will get a free ride. Girl gets to be down about her boyfriend, and she says, he can't even lift a veil. Woman makes good on her promise of losing weight, and her husband says, Wow, that was a slim chance.

2005 BUICK LACROSSE Miles: 154K ONE OWNER, Loaded with equipment including leather seats ... See More Turn On Turn on selling features for this post to get more interest and easily post to more groups. Like Show more reactions Comment Share Comments Sheri Grutz   Phil and I are buying this car today. Like Show more reactions  ·  Reply  ·  8 mins Manage Sheri Grutz   We've been without a heated car for so long now, V8 engine, CD player, heated seats, no rust, cruise control, keyless start, and remote entry.... Like Show more reactions  ·  Reply  ·  4 mins Manage Sheri Grutz   total cost is 3500 dollars.

In-voice They wanted to break my mind and set it again aligned to a whalebone, the impossible chance of catching them inside the depth of my thoughts, the voices like little fish swimming in and out of its mouth, now caught, now free, the broken mind aligned to the hands of the fishermen, the bones that don’t hold but break like a clean sun over the edge of the horizon. The sea was pushing me farther away, my mind broken and then set with a whalebone big as the voice of God, nothing to hold it but the loose nets of time where the moments rush through like water, the carbon in the sky and nothing to copy but a more permanent form of insanity. Posted  8th February 2010  by  sgruts

The Magic Beans by Sheri Grutz One day when Jack was walking home from school, it had just rained, and the leaves were blowing drops down on his threadbare clothes, and pot holes in the road were filled with water, and he went jump-2-3-4, jump-2-3-4, jump-2-3-4, Splash, at an opening in the sky he saw a vivid rainbow what seemed to be right over his house, but he was distracted by a flier nailed to the cafe porch pillar, so he approached it, and it said: Guess How Many Beans Are In My Jar and Your Future Will Be Golden -Wizardlark, upstairs Jack had heard of this man who came to town from California, that distant land rumored to have gold and sun so bright you'd need to wear a straw hat. He had never seen this man though, and wondered why he came here. Jack stood and thought about it, then slowly entered the cafe to the stairs. “Don't you be tracking in that mud!” Rosie said from the counter. Jack found a rug at the landing of the stairs, and h

Islamic Relief’s ties to terror are well known. The Russian government has accused Islamic Relief of supporting terrorism in Chechnya. Israel has banned the group, labeling it a Hamas front and arresting the organization’s Gaza Program Manager, Ayaz Ali, in 2006, for providing assistance to Hamas. At the end of 2014, Britain’s HSBC bank cut ties with Islamic Relief over concerns about “terrorist financing.” Reports show that Islamic Relief has sent millions of dollars to and received tens of thousands of dollars from groups related to al-Qaeda.  Along with ISIS and al-Qaeda, both CAIR and Islamic Relief have been named by the government of United Arab Emirates (UAE) to its official list of terrorist organizations.  The Chairman of IRUSA is Khaled Lamada. Lamada is also the co-chairman of the Islamic Circle of North America and Muslim American Society (ICNA-MAS) national convention. ICNA has been linked to terrorist financing and has used the web to promote a number of terrorist groups,

Snow. You either love it, or you hate it. One of Wallace Stevens most famous poems, “The Snow Man” is taking this element of nature, and creating a way of looking at ourselves: One must have a mind of winter  even Emily Dickinson said, If it makes me cold to the bone, then I know it's poetry. Consider Frank O'Hara, always on the go, right up to the minute: It is snowing! Or William Carlos Williams, calling it a painted scene: beyond the hill is a pattern of skaters Brueghel the painter concerned with it all has chosen a winter-struck bush for his foreground to complete the picture  Robert Frost felt almost guilty to be caught in the glory of the woods: He gives his harness bells a shake    To ask if there is some mistake.    The only other sound’s the sweep    Of easy wind and downy flake.    When they don't know what to call it, they call it snow on the television, the wrong station, something not coming in, where

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