Dahud-Ahes's MindSay Blog

A Lament for BlacMac

fogosa — 2007-09-06T12:09:55-05:00

Alas. My faithful raven beauty Ker-Ys has perished, ravaged by an unforgiving and inexplicable Mac malady that cannot be cured by the masters at the Genius Bar. Mournful tears caress my pallid cheeks as I scribe this...

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The Dance

fogosa — 2007-08-22T12:08:00-05:00

It's something that's irrevocably ours: each year, in a different city, we meet. It's been years since the demise of us, but he still remains, as ebullient as ever, as do I.

Over steak...

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fogosa — 2007-08-20T03:08:44-05:00

I'm thinking of having an end-of-the-summer sit-down dinner with some friends. I plan to do all the cooking and baking, to test out some techniques and recipes I learned. Here's the tentative menu:

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fogosa — 2007-08-18T09:08:22-05:00

Abraxius Diavollo Horcrux Davidson.

That's the name my Harry Potter-obsessed (Pothead? Potterhead?) neighbours named their first-born. It's not so much the whole name that I find...interesting...but rather,...

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S.H.M.I.L.Y.

fogosa — 2007-08-07T08:08:34-05:00

You: shy guy in the corner, Hands shoved in denim pockets, Cerulean eyes, furrowed brows, Shoulders squared, quiet strength. In self-built walls ensconced. Me: brazen girl across the room, Seemingly without a c

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Cerulean Seduction

fogosa — 2007-08-07T01:08:25-05:00

Sultry, I hear, the rhythm of hitched breath:
marked eternity in thy percussive beat of love.
Golden skin---tremulous with thy touch.
Sensual-- thy lips--...

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Cantabrigian Canticles: Loker Reading Room Musings

fogosa — 2007-08-07T10:08:50-05:00

Sometimes I feel...old. More than that, despite all that I achieved academically and professionally, I find myself to be lacking in the greater scheme of things. Some of my friends have now "settled down," and by that...

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Of Friendships

fogosa — 2007-08-02T12:08:38-05:00

From as far back as I can remember, I’ve always been a holder of things: mementos, memories, dreams, hope...It’s been that way ever since I was a kid, and it still holds true in adulthood. You hold onto what’s...

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American Dream vs. American Reality

fogosa — 2007-07-31T01:07:22-05:00

The alarm blares before the wings of dawn spread across the horizon, jarring awake a woman taking refuge in rest. She rises slowly, feeling the aches in her joints, fully aware that for her, acknowledging pain is...

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Speak

fogosa — 2007-07-31T01:07:25-05:00

My affair with politics was man's pre-ordained destiny chosen for me by well-meaning family members. It began as hope--their hope that a progeny or two would follow in their footsteps--that seemingly became
fate...

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