Friday, June 15, 2007
The Author-ess
Sasha Martinez
Sasha Martinez
Nineteen, from La-La Land (where everything is a metaphor and the citizens wear purple crowns.) Bailey's slugger, cherry stem tongue twister. Student of Creative Writing. A moving cliche. She ♥s Moosebert, and Donkeybert, and very little else. Of course not.
Previous Posts
- Under my um-buh-rella
- The way lightning demands
- Hotter than your swollen lips
- But it don't matter no
- By saying something stupid
- And so it is
- Sleepwalking
- The ends of the world
- The writing's on the wall
- Leave this city behind you
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Pol Doble
Saab Magalona
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Sandi Turla
Sarj Sescon
Sheng Banzon
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Twiggy Bastareche
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Happy Mondays
Are for Abandon
Caravan Girl
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Peachy Paderna
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Waps San Diego
A Softer World
Avalon Blog
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Hand Drawn Maps
Mcsweeney's
moleskine_users
Smart Bitches
'skine.art
Sociological Images
Those Gypsies
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Credits
{ icon portrait }sarj{ red couch } google images
{ brushes } ca-pris
{ font } font paradise
{ words } Blog title borrowed from
"The Liars Club" by Mary Karr
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