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    Slipshod Mornings & Meandering Midnights
    Slipshod Mornings & Meandering Midnights
    Slipshod Mornings & Meandering Midnights
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    Slipshod Mornings & Meandering Midnights

    By Kristina Blasen

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    Slipshod Mornings & Meandering Midnights is a collection of poetry that runs the gamut of emotions from frivolous happiness to the boredom and frustration of living stuck in the "everyday" life to dealing with anger and everything in between.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherThe Next Level
    Release dateJun 2, 2011
    ISBN9781458036360
    Slipshod Mornings & Meandering Midnights
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    Kristina Blasen

    Kristina Blasen is the author of Slipshod Mornings & Meandering Midnights which is her second collection of poetry. This collection explores life themes surrounding relationships, growth, abuse and transformation. She is also the author of two additional poetry chapbooks, Grey Weir and The Wildwood Guardian. Kristina currently lives in Florida. She would love to hear from you, she can be reached at blas0082@umn.edu.

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      Slipshod Mornings & Meandering Midnights - Kristina Blasen

      When there is no place for me,

      in my own house,

      in my own bed,

      I look to the end of the driveway

      and imagine myself sitting there,

      curled in around myself,

      hands wrapped around my knees.

      Just there,

      in the center

      with my toes along the crack.

      Not here,

      nor there.

      Chicks and Stones

      Won’t Break My Bones

      One day we went looking

      for Kent’s missing shoes

      all over the house.

      Instead, daddy found

      two chicken eggs Orion had hidden

      under the upstairs bed.

      I laughed and I laughed

      and he scowled

      so I laughed some more.

      How could he not understand how

      that is just such a kid thing to

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