October 28, 2008 by Melanie Alberts.

Free Broken Time Machine

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Date: 2008-07-07, 4:33PM EDT

Never got around to fixing it, all the buttons are stuck so it doesn’t go in reverse only forward at normal speed

come pick it up whenever

Location: Norwalk
it’s NOT ok to contact this poster with services or other commercial interests
PostingID: 745957971

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October 25, 2008 by Melanie Alberts.

My first ikebana…I used an antique sugar bowl and picked blooming plants from right outside our front door.

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October 23, 2008 by Melanie Alberts.

cold snap–
eyes shining back
from an oak branch

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October 17, 2008 by Melanie Alberts.

Never thought I’d study muscles and bones
with names like Mediterranean rivers:
tibia, patella, scapula—
words that rolled in and beyond

what I could touch. I learned to hold
the needy hands of strangers, trace
tendons with a short-nailed thumb,
seducing them as they fell

asleep under my warm skin.
Once at work, after five massages,
I rushed home to my kitchen sinks filled
with hot and ice water. Plunging

in up to my elbows, I alternated
between two extremes, tending
to my own architecture.
Outside our apartment gentle petals fell,

covering the ground, aware of nothing.
Inside, refreshed and recharged, I stretched
bridge-like between wanting to control
every movement and going slack,

shaking off my dead leaves and all desire.

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October 15, 2008 by Melanie Alberts.

October rain–
three deer canter
across the labyrinth

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October 8, 2008 by Melanie Alberts.

The days come and go like muffled and veiled figures sent from a distant party, but they say nothing, and if we do not use the gifts they bring, they carry them as silently away.
- Ralph Waldo Emerson

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