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  <name>FictionPress.com</name>
  <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com</uri>
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 <title>FictionPress.com - i was a postcard's stories</title>
 <subtitle>Story feed for writer: i was a postcard</subtitle>
 <link rel="self" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/atom/u/278200/"/>
 <updated>2013-05-21T05:13:31-08:00</updated>
 <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2013-05-21:/profile/278200/</id>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2009-02-18T00:01:51-08:00</published>
  <updated>2009-02-18T00:01:51-08:00</updated>
  <title>so</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2637168/1/so"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2009-02-18:story.2637168</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Love/'&gt;Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Angst/General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 83, Reviews: 2, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;i'll never stop missing him.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2009-02-18T00:00:49-08:00</published>
  <updated>2009-02-18T00:00:49-08:00</updated>
  <title>if i'd known</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2637167/1/if-i-d-known"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2009-02-18:story.2637167</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Family/'&gt;Family&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Angst/Tragedy&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 69, Reviews: 2, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;when did he stop loving me?</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2009-02-17T23:52:40-08:00</published>
  <updated>2009-02-17T23:52:40-08:00</updated>
  <title>The Unworthy Poems</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1262481/1/The-Unworthy-Poems"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2003-03-21:story.1262481</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/General/'&gt;General&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;General/Poetry&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 26, Words: 2,563, Reviews: 64, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;The poems I put here are simply the ones I don't feel worthy of posting by themselves. Reject poems. I pity them. Most Recent: surely</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2009-02-17T23:50:06-08:00</published>
  <updated>2009-02-17T23:50:06-08:00</updated>
  <title>a grand piano</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2637163/1/a-grand-piano"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2009-02-17:story.2637163</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Life/'&gt;Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Drama/Angst&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 295, Reviews: 0, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;this is a secret alphabet / created by the last time i visited my great-grandmother / before she died.&quot;</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2009-02-17T23:46:35-08:00</published>
  <updated>2009-02-17T23:46:35-08:00</updated>
  <title>blueberry pie</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2637161/1/blueberry-pie"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2009-02-17:story.2637161</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Love/'&gt;Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Romance/General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 256, Reviews: 1, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;i’ve never seen a better sight than your eyes at the sight of blueberry pie, blueberry pie, oh - -</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2008-05-21T23:39:15-08:00</published>
  <updated>2008-05-21T23:39:15-08:00</updated>
  <title>prelude to sunday</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2520847/1/prelude-to-sunday"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2008-05-21:story.2520847</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Life/'&gt;Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Drama/Angst&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 361, Reviews: 4, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;walking the streets, insight into another's life, relation to the memories and dreams of one's own life...&quot;no one feels humanity like the buildings we live in&quot;</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2007-12-09T22:52:48-08:00</published>
  <updated>2007-12-09T22:52:48-08:00</updated>
  <title>paper &amp; ink</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2448776/1/paper-ink"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2007-12-09:story.2448776</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Life/'&gt;Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K&lt;br&gt;Drama/Angst&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 111, Reviews: 1, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;i'm baaaack. i still HATE THE FORMATTING OF FICTIONPRESS. it screws with my poems. so i will only post occasionally cause that's all i can handle. Paper and ink, off the pages and a stain under my eyes</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2005-09-08T18:54:08-08:00</published>
  <updated>2005-09-08T18:54:08-08:00</updated>
  <title>betty bell, london bridge</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2003628/1/betty-bell-london-bridge"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2005-09-08:story.2003628</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Life/'&gt;Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K&lt;br&gt;Drama/Tragedy&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 2, Words: 222, Reviews: 11, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;betty bell was the real monster, not mary. (if you have no idea what i'm talking about, google it)</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2005-08-25T23:14:30-08:00</published>
  <updated>2005-08-25T23:14:30-08:00</updated>
  <title>coalesced at twilight</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1993897/1/coalesced-at-twilight"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2005-08-25:story.1993897</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Love/'&gt;Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;General/Drama&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 122, Reviews: 6, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;&quot;who but you could ever break me / in such a pallucid and blue way&quot;</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2005-08-07T22:20:16-08:00</published>
  <updated>2005-08-07T22:20:16-08:00</updated>
  <title>a turquoise dress</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1980788/1/a-turquoise-dress"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2005-08-07:story.1980788</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Life/'&gt;Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Drama/Tragedy&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 146, Reviews: 7, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;&quot;damn you, oh damn you, for going this far&quot; am i back yet? i don't think so. hopefully soon. be patient with me and my muse.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2005-06-28T22:07:29-08:00</published>
  <updated>2005-06-28T22:07:29-08:00</updated>
  <title>generic landscape views</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1950968/1/generic-landscape-views"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2005-06-28:story.1950968</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Life/'&gt;Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Angst/Tragedy&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 206, Reviews: 4, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;&quot;shoved under my fingernails are your postcards&quot; My childhood: gone.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2005-05-27T18:38:45-08:00</published>
  <updated>2005-05-27T18:38:45-08:00</updated>
  <title>threnody</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1924151/1/threnody"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2005-05-27:story.1924151</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Life/'&gt;Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Angst/Tragedy&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 287, Reviews: 7, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;inspired by that silent piano man from london (google it) and my 93 year old blind friend. we are, all, connected.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2005-05-12T08:48:18-08:00</published>
  <updated>2005-05-12T08:48:18-08:00</updated>
  <title>emily was born today</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1910863/1/emily-was-born-today"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2005-05-12:story.1910863</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Love/'&gt;Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 102, Reviews: 15, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;&quot;and the distinct smell of (nighttime) is pulling back&quot;</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2005-05-11T23:17:29-08:00</published>
  <updated>2005-05-11T23:17:29-08:00</updated>
  <title>then again, i am often mistaken</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1910701/1/then-again-i-am-often-mistaken"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2005-05-11:story.1910701</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Love/'&gt;Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Romance/Angst&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 263, Reviews: 10, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;assumptions. based on experience, but still assumptions. am i right? will i ever find out? i could never leave my precious question marks behind.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2005-05-01T17:33:29-08:00</published>
  <updated>2005-05-01T17:33:29-08:00</updated>
  <title>tragedy of paper dolls</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1901660/1/tragedy-of-paper-dolls"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2005-05-01:story.1901660</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Life/'&gt;Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Drama/Tragedy&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 322, Reviews: 18, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;&amp; on the floor, my paper dolls, their tiny limbs torn...with tin can cookies to hold me together&quot;</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2005-04-22T19:36:00-08:00</published>
  <updated>2005-04-22T19:36:00-08:00</updated>
  <title>porch lights</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1893345/1/porch-lights"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2005-04-22:story.1893345</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Life/'&gt;Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Angst/Drama&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 360, Reviews: 8, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;&quot;if not for my toothpick cabin / i might be a little like scarlett o'hara...slapping my skin which is / burning from all the hate&quot;</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2005-04-11T21:56:41-08:00</published>
  <updated>2005-04-11T21:56:41-08:00</updated>
  <title>fortyfive minutes of regret</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1883878/1/fortyfive-minutes-of-regret"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2005-04-11:story.1883878</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Life/'&gt;Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Drama/Angst&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 309, Reviews: 7, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;&quot;she. / makes mix tapes for herself / fresh air gives her a headache{heartburn&quot;</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2005-03-28T00:10:40-08:00</published>
  <updated>2005-03-28T00:10:40-08:00</updated>
  <title>boiling</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1870608/1/boiling"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2005-03-28:story.1870608</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Life/'&gt;Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: M&lt;br&gt;Drama/Tragedy&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 600, Reviews: 12, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;If you aren't comfortable with graphic descriptions of unpretty images and subject matter like child prostitution, this isn't something you'll enjoy. &quot;perverse dreams always lurk in the organs&quot;</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2005-03-19T07:45:49-08:00</published>
  <updated>2005-03-19T07:45:49-08:00</updated>
  <title>i can't say</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1862918/1/i-can-t-say"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2005-03-19:story.1862918</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Family/'&gt;Family&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: M&lt;br&gt;Drama/Angst&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 232, Reviews: 3, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;&quot;and now where are you? / in grotesquely lonely pieces on the floor? / a puddle of frostbitten blood in the aftermath&quot;</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2005-03-12T01:11:19-08:00</published>
  <updated>2005-03-12T01:11:19-08:00</updated>
  <title>kind of like anthropomorphism</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1857061/1/kind-of-like-anthropomorphism"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2005-03-12:story.1857061</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Love/'&gt;Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Romance/Angst&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 277, Reviews: 2, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;Does this even belong in the &quot;love&quot; section, or the &quot;romance&quot; genre? There should be a section for &quot;unknown slightly romantic but confusing feelings for someone watched from afar&quot;. Exactly.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2005-03-05T00:17:08-08:00</published>
  <updated>2005-03-05T00:17:08-08:00</updated>
  <title>like julius &amp; ethel</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1850952/1/like-julius-ethel"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2005-03-05:story.1850952</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Life/'&gt;Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Drama/Tragedy&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 140, Reviews: 2, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;Not a political statement, really. More of a social statement. An observation. An event that hit me personally. To understand this poem, look up the Rosenbergs. &quot;i'll meet you in the ground&quot;</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2005-03-04T00:14:59-08:00</published>
  <updated>2005-03-04T00:14:59-08:00</updated>
  <title>antarctica</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1850044/1/antarctica"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2005-03-04:story.1850044</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Life/'&gt;Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;General/Poetry&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 216, Reviews: 2, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;&quot;fainting. and all that it entails. // honestly / i never seriously considered this an option&quot;</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2005-02-26T01:52:05-08:00</published>
  <updated>2005-02-26T01:52:05-08:00</updated>
  <title>paris waits</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1844514/1/paris-waits"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2005-02-26:story.1844514</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Friendship/'&gt;Friendship&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Drama/Tragedy&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 363, Reviews: 3, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;&quot;implanted in an opera of anorexics&quot; I'm obsessed with death. This is actually a...what would you call it...story poem. Like &quot;letter to god&quot;</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2005-02-23T20:24:03-08:00</published>
  <updated>2005-02-23T20:24:03-08:00</updated>
  <title>calluses</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1842467/1/calluses"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2005-02-23:story.1842467</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Life/'&gt;Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: M&lt;br&gt;Drama/Tragedy&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 429, Reviews: 8, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;A homicidal prostitute. Since when did I become so obsessed with prostitutes? &quot;this sleepless amber soul kaleidoscope i’m in - - / well i never did compose my masterpiece.&quot;</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2005-02-22T06:02:31-08:00</published>
  <updated>2005-02-22T06:02:31-08:00</updated>
  <title>oh oh in your ark</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1841190/1/oh-oh-in-your-ark"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2005-02-22:story.1841190</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Love/'&gt;Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Angst/Tragedy&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 7, Reviews: 1, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;&quot;well miss director lady i think he’s with his middle aged lover / just great and the understudy is dead&quot; Humor covers pain.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2005-02-22T05:16:50-08:00</published>
  <updated>2005-02-22T05:16:50-08:00</updated>
  <title>intentions</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1841169/1/intentions"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2005-02-22:story.1841169</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Life/'&gt;Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Drama/Tragedy&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 7, Reviews: 4, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;Saw a picture of Leon Czolgosz- who killed some president- and I didn't see the face of a monster. Not at all.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2005-02-22T04:54:48-08:00</published>
  <updated>2005-02-22T04:54:48-08:00</updated>
  <title>san diego county fair</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1841164/1/san-diego-county-fair"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2005-02-22:story.1841164</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Love/'&gt;Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K&lt;br&gt;General/Angst&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 7, Reviews: 1, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;&quot;i like the black and white photos we took in the photo booth...tradition, it makes me cry&quot;</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2005-02-22T03:37:18-08:00</published>
  <updated>2005-02-22T03:37:18-08:00</updated>
  <title>blitzkrieg coffee disaster</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1841151/1/blitzkrieg-coffee-disaster"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2005-02-22:story.1841151</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Life/'&gt;Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;General/Poetry&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 7, Reviews: 5, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;I had fun writing this. &quot;she waves a hand over herself grimaces humbly says / “some Things just go way Over my Head&quot;</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2005-02-21T23:57:28-08:00</published>
  <updated>2005-02-21T23:57:28-08:00</updated>
  <title>letter to God</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1841114/1/letter-to-God"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2005-02-21:story.1841114</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Life/'&gt;Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: M&lt;br&gt;Angst/Tragedy&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 7, Reviews: 3, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;I temporarily stepped into a head and wrote her story. &quot;the only thing i live for / is to be able to come home at 5 am and go up / on my roof and i like being so cold.&quot;</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2005-02-21T21:09:52-08:00</published>
  <updated>2005-02-21T21:09:52-08:00</updated>
  <title>hurricanes</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1841021/1/hurricanes"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2005-02-21:story.1841021</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Life/'&gt;Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K&lt;br&gt;General/Drama&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 7, Reviews: 2, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;&quot;how high do lost balloons float in the sky until they burst&quot;</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2005-02-21T00:30:40-08:00</published>
  <updated>2005-02-21T00:30:40-08:00</updated>
  <title>egypt</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1840198/1/egypt"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2005-02-20:story.1840198</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Life/'&gt;Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Drama/Tragedy&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 2, Words: 236, Reviews: 1, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;Inspired by &quot;Fragments of the Great Colossus of Memnonium, Thebes, from Egypt and Nubia, Vol. 1&quot; by David Roberts. Not my usual subject matter, but the painting was moving.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2005-02-21T00:09:41-08:00</published>
  <updated>2005-02-21T00:09:41-08:00</updated>
  <title>poverty kiss</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1840211/1/poverty-kiss"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2005-02-21:story.1840211</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Life/'&gt;Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Drama/Tragedy&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 164, Reviews: 1, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;Angela's Ashes was the muse for this. &quot;androgynous figure stumbling/down hushed,dim streets / maybe it is a Statement, a Proclamation&quot;</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2004-11-06T23:55:05-08:00</published>
  <updated>2004-11-06T23:55:05-08:00</updated>
  <title>shoes</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1754949/1/shoes"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2004-11-06:story.1754949</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Life/'&gt;Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;General/Poetry&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 656, Reviews: 3, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;&quot;whoever knows the words to this song dance a little faster&quot;</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2004-10-28T13:09:31-08:00</published>
  <updated>2004-10-28T13:09:31-08:00</updated>
  <title>lighthouse</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1748182/1/lighthouse"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2004-10-28:story.1748182</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Love/'&gt;Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Romance/Drama&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 728, Reviews: 2, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;&quot;do you want to play this game? give me heartache break my bones and use them to mark my grave&quot;</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2004-10-23T07:50:46-08:00</published>
  <updated>2004-10-23T07:50:46-08:00</updated>
  <title>wedding of cogitations</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1744452/1/wedding-of-cogitations"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2004-10-23:story.1744452</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Love/'&gt;Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Romance/Drama&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 422, Reviews: 3, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;him and you. lots of thinking. but it's all connected. &quot;tell me pretty dark / what do ya think&quot;</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2004-09-29T22:49:05-08:00</published>
  <updated>2004-09-29T22:49:05-08:00</updated>
  <title>rodeo</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1731492/1/rodeo"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2004-09-29:story.1731492</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Love/'&gt;Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Drama/Romance&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 452, Reviews: 1, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;&quot;the full moon over the clown shooting candy at the children in the stands and the candy hit me in the leg so i threw it into the crowd and beaned a small child in the head&quot;</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2004-09-26T00:18:55-08:00</published>
  <updated>2004-09-26T00:18:55-08:00</updated>
  <title>cavities</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1728664/1/cavities"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2004-09-26:story.1728664</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Friendship/'&gt;Friendship&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Drama/Angst&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 193, Reviews: 4, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;&quot;i am your life support / i am your beep. beep. beep.&quot;</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2004-08-31T23:28:26-08:00</published>
  <updated>2004-08-31T23:28:26-08:00</updated>
  <title>duplex</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1708968/1/duplex"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2004-08-31:story.1708968</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Life/'&gt;Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;General/Drama&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 235, Reviews: 7, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;&quot;dream of orange cream scream otter pops glitter sheen&quot;</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2004-08-16T00:09:04-08:00</published>
  <updated>2004-08-16T00:09:04-08:00</updated>
  <title>matriarch</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1694875/1/matriarch"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2004-08-16:story.1694875</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Family/'&gt;Family&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Angst/Tragedy&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 1,476, Reviews: 1, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;An homage to my grandmothers and everything that went with them.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2004-06-17T15:26:08-08:00</published>
  <updated>2004-06-17T15:26:08-08:00</updated>
  <title>words</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1640614/1/words"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2004-06-17:story.1640614</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Love/'&gt;Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Romance/Angst&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 678, Reviews: 2, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;&quot;imagination is more motivation than the anticipation of reality, don't you think&quot;</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2004-05-30T00:01:09-08:00</published>
  <updated>2004-05-30T00:01:09-08:00</updated>
  <title>confetti</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1622978/1/confetti"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2004-05-30:story.1622978</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Life/'&gt;Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Drama/Angst&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 541, Reviews: 3, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;This poem is tarradiddle. But it insisted coming out the way it did. Oh well. &quot;Smiles, she says, are the product of chemicals in your brain.&quot;</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2004-04-14T21:56:07-08:00</published>
  <updated>2004-04-14T21:56:07-08:00</updated>
  <title>three strikes</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1581510/1/three-strikes"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2004-04-14:story.1581510</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Love/'&gt;Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Angst/Tragedy&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 253, Reviews: 3, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;&quot;while drinking my tears, blood mixed with the sweat forming on my face, as i worked so hard to overcome illusions. and opportunities never presented themselves. i took liberty anyways.&quot;</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2004-04-02T23:06:33-08:00</published>
  <updated>2004-04-02T23:06:33-08:00</updated>
  <title>conversations alone</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1569401/1/conversations-alone"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2004-04-02:story.1569401</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Life/'&gt;Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Angst/Humor&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 856, Reviews: 4, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;&quot;maybe you should lie in the grass with itchy tickled bare legs (is everyone allergic to grass)...to cry when they say that 'to cry is to be weak' is to be strong.&quot;</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2004-02-08T00:29:43-08:00</published>
  <updated>2004-02-08T00:29:43-08:00</updated>
  <title>leaving</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1520142/1/leaving"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2004-02-08:story.1520142</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Life/'&gt;Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Angst/Tragedy&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 352, Reviews: 3, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;&quot;can't move on and can't leave behind...dead is such a breathtaking word&quot;</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2004-01-16T00:34:14-08:00</published>
  <updated>2004-01-16T00:34:14-08:00</updated>
  <title>flowers</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1498385/1/flowers"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2004-01-16:story.1498385</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Life/'&gt;Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Drama/Angst&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 813, Reviews: 7, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;&quot;why do you insist on perfection...lick and taste and crave it more&quot;</summary>
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  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2003-12-16T15:06:54-08:00</published>
  <updated>2003-12-16T15:06:54-08:00</updated>
  <title>gray &amp; green</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1473445/1/gray-green"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2003-12-16:story.1473445</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Friendship/'&gt;Friendship&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Tragedy/Angst&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 355, Reviews: 3, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;&quot;she is a crimson red leaf / with thick streams of blood / traveling, trickling, trailing down her face&quot;</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>i was a postcard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/278200/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2003-07-10T21:48:53-08:00</published>
  <updated>2003-07-10T21:48:53-08:00</updated>
  <title>the piano player</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1353328/1/the-piano-player"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2003-07-10:story.1353328</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/278200/i-was-a-postcard'&gt;i was a postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Love/'&gt;Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;General/Poetry&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 283, Reviews: 13, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;I'm only leaving this up here for the sake of nostalgia; it's the first thing I posted here. But I was like...fourteen, so...it's crap. :</summary>
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