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		<title>The Intruder</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Jan 2012 16:36:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Darling.. &#160; She looks so frail tucked into all these sheets. Her head, arms, legs, fingers intermingled with linen and cotton and smelling of fabric detergent. Her head heavy, the pillow struggling to keep up against the weight, struggling more to distinguish itself from the white of her skin. The line. Where is the line. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=riverra.wordpress.com&amp;blog=8518409&amp;post=362&amp;subd=riverra&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Inhale, so you can read my thoughts</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 06 Jul 2011 13:59:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I combine imaginary personalities and collage together features to make you up &#160; the pretend swallows as difficult as the real &#160; I collect lies (like others collect flowers in a basket) emasculated marching paper soldiers chained at wrist and ankle in combat boots and shiny buttons new but tattered at the edges because I [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=riverra.wordpress.com&amp;blog=8518409&amp;post=344&amp;subd=riverra&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The clock blinks three zero zero</title>
		<link>http://riverra.wordpress.com/2011/05/30/the-clock-blinks-three-zero-zero/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 29 May 2011 17:15:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The clock blinks three zero zero in cheap green fluorescents that flash bright and then gone (bright and then gone) against a morning quiet of sleeping bodies outside. She envies them. In dream. And feel the seed of bitter start to take plant all over again. &#160; Her head is racing like a hypochondriac on [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=riverra.wordpress.com&amp;blog=8518409&amp;post=337&amp;subd=riverra&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Procrastination</title>
		<link>http://riverra.wordpress.com/2011/04/03/procrastination/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 03 Apr 2011 12:55:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[She raises the glass to her lips and more inhales rather than drinks. Or snorts. You could say she&#8217;s addicted because it&#8217;s not the type of thing you&#8217;d drink if you were in your right mind and the neon on the digital in front isn&#8217;t blinking warning signs and certainly not before the reliability of [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=riverra.wordpress.com&amp;blog=8518409&amp;post=332&amp;subd=riverra&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Oh my darling clementine</title>
		<link>http://riverra.wordpress.com/2011/03/01/oh-my-darling-clementine/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 01 Mar 2011 11:01:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Once upon a time a young girl found and lost a boy called clarity. She named him clementine. &#160; Oh my darling clementine. Remnants of you remain clinging to the corners of my tongue and I taste you in haste between moments when my mind cannot keep up with what my mouth wants to say [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=riverra.wordpress.com&amp;blog=8518409&amp;post=321&amp;subd=riverra&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Your legacy</title>
		<link>http://riverra.wordpress.com/2011/02/22/your-legacy/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Feb 2011 10:25:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Your legacy is my split personality. A conversation across the gap from lingering distances between me, standing on one bank, and myself, who stands on the other. Arms stretched and fingers reaching outways, one longs to reconcile with the other. The other keeps running. Dust trails kick and waves echo the miles between me standing [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=riverra.wordpress.com&amp;blog=8518409&amp;post=309&amp;subd=riverra&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Ce moment</title>
		<link>http://riverra.wordpress.com/2011/02/15/ce-moment-2/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Feb 2011 11:39:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[There&#8217;s something pulse-race-worthy about having an evening to yourself. &#160; Within the embrace of a leather smelling couch, ah friend oh how I&#8217;ve missed you so, against the tic tic tocking of a dark span of vast stretched out ahead. &#160; Blankets strewn out of way. Cushions pillows tossed out of sight out of mind [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=riverra.wordpress.com&amp;blog=8518409&amp;post=298&amp;subd=riverra&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>A valediction</title>
		<link>http://riverra.wordpress.com/2011/02/09/a-valediction/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Feb 2011 07:26:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Shall I compare thee to a summer&#8217;s day? Though mosquitoes doth sting less than these jabs between the hallows of my chest seeing your name appear by the postman once again. &#160; You come less these days. Since I&#8217;ve told them you had moved to another place of residence. Where, they asked me. And I [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=riverra.wordpress.com&amp;blog=8518409&amp;post=289&amp;subd=riverra&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Lately I&#8217;ve come to realise that I&#8217;m a half-hearted sort of girl</title>
		<link>http://riverra.wordpress.com/2011/02/07/lately-ive-come-to-realise-that-im-a-half-hearted-sort-of-girl/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 07 Feb 2011 10:41:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Lately I&#8217;ve come to realise that I&#8217;m a half-hearted sort of girl. Correction, not so much of a sort as a habit. A job done ok but not much more because, well, anything past eight-fifteenth is just one-fifteenth too much into the next project, the next pressing issue, that next bit of fury of an [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=riverra.wordpress.com&amp;blog=8518409&amp;post=282&amp;subd=riverra&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Thoughts #354</title>
		<link>http://riverra.wordpress.com/2010/06/29/frankiemademedoit-1/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Jun 2010 12:09:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[As much as I try not to be, I&#8217;m a romantic in matters of life. Give me bright shiny signs in easy to read letter fonts and my heart skips a beat. I&#8217;m not particularly organised and as much as I&#8217;d like to initiate order, I&#8217;m a pull my coat off throw my bags books [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=riverra.wordpress.com&amp;blog=8518409&amp;post=271&amp;subd=riverra&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>John</title>
		<link>http://riverra.wordpress.com/2010/02/04/john/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Feb 2010 02:16:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[You hear his cracked lips on soft metal. Ashtray breath exhaling and inhaling like footprints post heavily-sloshed-rain-mud-gravel-and-grass. His heartbeat like radio static, across the panic. Sing it again John, sing it for me one more time. And he goes off. Singing in a raspberry voice with tobacco scraps grinding off the sides, texture that&#8217;s real, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=riverra.wordpress.com&amp;blog=8518409&amp;post=265&amp;subd=riverra&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>the teacup reader #2 (the ending)</title>
		<link>http://riverra.wordpress.com/2010/01/28/the-teacup-reader-2-the-ending/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Jan 2010 06:52:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[She came out three years older and many more non the wiser. The burden of time falling heavy on her youth and her mouth weighs down in a density of wisdom that only heartbreak could resemble. She scrutinises them away with her eyes. Outside, traffic lights change from red to green, hesitating a little on [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=riverra.wordpress.com&amp;blog=8518409&amp;post=256&amp;subd=riverra&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>my sanity is fragile</title>
		<link>http://riverra.wordpress.com/2010/01/19/my-sanity-is-fragile/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 18 Jan 2010 21:19:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[My sanity is fragile like paper cuts And reality is your scent entangled in my hair But I&#8217;m falling like a skydiver (without a parachute) &#8211; and My sanity is fragile like paper cuts It borrows salvation within the warmth of your hands The ones that fought battles like how epics wrote them And reality [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=riverra.wordpress.com&amp;blog=8518409&amp;post=248&amp;subd=riverra&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>letter in an envelope (second draft)</title>
		<link>http://riverra.wordpress.com/2009/12/08/letter-in-an-envelope-2/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Dec 2009 10:15:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Dear prescription medicine only, darling. I tread our distance like a paper ghost &#8211; dancing silhouettes on a pavement underneath &#8211; finding Salvation in someone else&#8217;s back pocket I shiver in their touch; As they held me, all I could see was you. I took a massive leap of faith &#8211; over stranger land &#8211; [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=riverra.wordpress.com&amp;blog=8518409&amp;post=231&amp;subd=riverra&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>which shade would you be?</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[  If colours were personalities, which shade would you be ? Bright blue or a dashing red, ravel in green or cannery yellow, or perhaps a drop from every tin? If I could pick a colour I&#8217;d be rainbow coloured swirls on your favourite shirt. Your chain-smoking-organic-eating and smelling-of-soap fruitarian. I&#8217;d want to be the heart of [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=riverra.wordpress.com&amp;blog=8518409&amp;post=204&amp;subd=riverra&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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