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The Fruit Basket: August 2011
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Sunday, August 28, 2011. Thumpers word for dental floss. I think it has something to do with the spearmint variety we recently got. I need some flossting! He loves to dangle it in his mouth with the sides hanging out. I ama vampire! And a minty fresh one at that. Posted by the fruitfemme. Wednesday, August 24, 2011. We are at the picnic table with watercolors y markers. Painting y storytelling. I know for sure this is the finest stuff in life. Posted by the fruitfemme. Monday, August 22, 2011.
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The Fruit Basket: Time to worry?
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Sunday, October 9, 2011. Scene: thumper is heading to time out after hurling his body repeatedly at Scully. Be gentle with mama! Be nice to her! Because if you kill mama first then well never get a puppy because mommy is allergic! Posted by the fruitfemme. February 11, 2012 at 6:29 PM. Never had the chance to worry, i have all the faith inside me. November 5, 2012 at 4:58 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. A fruit fetish. See for yourself. What has come before.
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The Fruit Basket: December 2012
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Sunday, December 23, 2012. At a park in cool jackety weather. Lp comes running by as church bells sound. do you hear the sweet bells of Texas? I love the sweet bells of Texas! Posted by the fruitfemme. Tuesday, December 11, 2012. This thing still on? Posted by the fruitfemme. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Yes, yes. Another mommy blog. Queer,Araby, Femme and Feminist politics, occassional bad poetry and what else? A fruit fetish. See for yourself. What has come before.
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The Fruit Basket: January 2013
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Monday, January 7, 2013. Whirlpool. Cesspool. Wordfool. Fulfill. Falafel. Waffle. Quaffle. Noise Background. Foreground. Underground. All around. Basset Hound. Lost and Found. Lost is Found. Mapping sound. Sound. Soooouund. Swipe Swoop. Switch. Saw. Sound. Sea Swirl. Swill. Swan. Sound. Song. Wordfool. Woodtool. Toadstool. Toadstole. Thievery. Livery. Live very. Library. This is just the start of probably nothing. Which is actually how anything always begins. Posted by the fruitfemme. What has come before.
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The Fruit Basket: February 2011
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Friday, February 4, 2011. Let's please all remember. When you talk about muslims. You are talking also about. Those who kneeled in prayer before. And when you talk about america. Where the tanks come from. Posted by the fruitfemme. Labels: poetry in motion. Theres tons of bright white snow everywhere. Thumper is squinting his eyes y keeps saying its too early! Which I think means bright. Makes me chuckle about how he made that connection. Its too early! Posted by the fruitfemme. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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The Fruit Basket: July 2011
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Thursday, July 21, 2011. Id rather something edgy:. Or blossoms on a fig tree. I dont want this. All my best stories y lies. I dont want my working metaphor. To be my body. Or skin or fat or size. Dont want to swallow. Posted by the fruitfemme. Labels: poems (with apologies especially to Joe). If you say queer. Or gay or femme. I am not insecure. About who i love. That all those words. Posted by the fruitfemme. Labels: poems (with apologies especially to Joe). Thursday, July 14, 2011. Are full of fossils.
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The Fruit Basket: Post-it moment #1
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Sunday, December 23, 2012. At a park in cool jackety weather. Lp comes running by as church bells sound. do you hear the sweet bells of Texas? I love the sweet bells of Texas! Posted by the fruitfemme. I have been browsing on-line more than 3 hours nowadays,. But I never discovered any attention-grabbing article like yours. It is beautiful value enough for me. In my opinion, if all site owners and bloggers made just right content. Material as you did, the web will be much more useful than ever.
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The Fruit Basket: June 2011
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Thursday, June 16, 2011. I wrote the previous post out in a notebook before posting it bc I didnt have computer access. This morning Khubz is flipping through the notebook (her tinkerbell notebook- how appropriate is that? And finds my scrawl. what is that? Its mommys. Scully simply replies. But what *is it? Its a poem. Mommy wrote a poem about who she is. Then why does it say, I really am a duck? Scully bursts out laughing, compliments her reading skills y sends her off to me. Posted by the fruitfemme.
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The Fruit Basket: January 2011
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Wednesday, January 26, 2011. Mommy I need you to come here. Whats up, honey? Um I sneezed a big sneeze and now there is something on my shirt and I dont know what it is but I need you to get it off. Because its gross. Yeah, mommy, really gross. Please come get it. Yechhh. Posted by the fruitfemme. Saturday, January 8, 2011. It is seven am on a Saturday. Khubz has woken up y I heard her in her room convincing thumper to wake up. its morning! Its wake up time! Posted by the fruitfemme. I put my bare feet i...
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The Fruit Basket: To remember
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Tuesday, March 11, 2014. Posted by the fruitfemme. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Yes, yes. Another mommy blog. Queer,Araby, Femme and Feminist politics, occassional bad poetry and what else? A fruit fetish. See for yourself. Mommy" or "Uma" or "UmmKhubz." Your humble author. Our daughter. Let me say that again because I just love how it sounds. Our daughter. Our newest addition. Little man, big feet. Our glorious son. Unfortunately translates as "bread foot").
