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 <title>FictionPress.com - Masha Baitman's fanfiction</title>
 <subtitle>Story feed for writer: Masha Baitman</subtitle>
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 <updated>2008-12-03T18:06:58-08:00</updated>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Masha Baitman</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/360850/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2006-03-31T12:57:29-08:00</published>
  <updated>2006-03-31T12:57:29-08:00</updated>
  <title>Pale Fire</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2143939/1/Pale_Fire"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2006-03-31:story.2143939</id>
  <category term="General"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K"/>
  <category term="General"/>
  <category term="Romance"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/360850/Masha_Baitman'&gt;Masha Baitman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/General/'&gt;General&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K&lt;br&gt;Genres: General/Romance&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 201, Reviews: 1 
Updated: 3-31-06, Published: 3-31-06&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;A poem about a girl I used to love when I was young and angsty, through the years' looking glass, with a parodical streak and some sense of humour applied on old sores.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Masha Baitman</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/360850/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2006-02-04T11:11:55-08:00</published>
  <updated>2006-02-04T11:11:55-08:00</updated>
  <title>לאולגה שורשים כהים</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2105406/1/rrrrrr_rrrrrr_rrrr"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2006-02-04:story.2105406</id>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <category term="Hebrew"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: T"/>
  <category term="General"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/360850/Masha_Baitman'&gt;Masha Baitman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Humor/'&gt;Humor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: Hebrew, Fiction Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Genres: General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 211, Reviews: 1 
Updated: 2-4-06, Published: 2-4-06&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;שיר עליז על זונה תל-אביבית. אין לי מושג איך הגיע לי הרעיון הזה. אבל זה חביב, זה מתחרז, וזה אפילו קצת רומנטי...</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Masha Baitman</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/360850/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2006-02-04T10:42:10-08:00</published>
  <updated>2006-02-04T10:42:10-08:00</updated>
  <title>What Draws you to Me</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2105380/1/What_Draws_you_to_Me"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2006-02-04:story.2105380</id>
  <category term="General"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K"/>
  <category term="General"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/360850/Masha_Baitman'&gt;Masha Baitman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/General/'&gt;General&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K&lt;br&gt;Genres: General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 166, Reviews: 0 
Updated: 2-4-06, Published: 2-4-06&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;wrote it a loooong time ago, after breaking up with yet another awful &quot;boyfriend&quot;. i think it's not bad an achievement for something written three years ago.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Masha Baitman</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/360850/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2006-01-06T09:22:20-08:00</published>
  <updated>2006-01-06T09:22:20-08:00</updated>
  <title>Out from the Sauna</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2084156/1/Out_from_the_Sauna"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2006-01-06:story.2084156</id>
  <category term="Love"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K"/>
  <category term="General"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/360850/Masha_Baitman'&gt;Masha Baitman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Love/'&gt;Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K&lt;br&gt;Genres: General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 156, Reviews: 0 
Updated: 1-6-06, Published: 1-6-06&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;poem in Nabokov's &quot;Pale Fire&quot; sorta rhyming, but much shorter (not to mention the quality, in comparison to God's poema).</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Masha Baitman</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/360850/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2006-01-06T09:16:28-08:00</published>
  <updated>2006-01-06T09:16:28-08:00</updated>
  <title>Landscape</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2084155/1/Landscape"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2006-01-06:story.2084155</id>
  <category term="Love"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K"/>
  <category term="General"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/360850/Masha_Baitman'&gt;Masha Baitman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Love/'&gt;Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K&lt;br&gt;Genres: General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 343, Reviews: 1 
Updated: 1-6-06, Published: 1-6-06&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;One afternoon i woke up in bed with the man i love, in Finland, and it was raining... so we wandered out, i in my underwear and overcoat.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Masha Baitman</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/360850/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2006-01-06T04:43:00-08:00</published>
  <updated>2006-01-06T04:43:00-08:00</updated>
  <title>רגעי הזוהר</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2084089/1/rrrr_rrrrr"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2006-01-06:story.2084089</id>
  <category term="Family"/>
  <category term="Hebrew"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K"/>
  <category term="General"/>
  <category term="Drama"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/360850/Masha_Baitman'&gt;Masha Baitman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Family/'&gt;Family&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: Hebrew, Fiction Rated: K&lt;br&gt;Genres: General/Drama&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 141, Reviews: 1 
Updated: 1-6-06, Published: 1-6-06&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;דרמה משפחתית... והכאבים הקטנים והמצאותיים האלה, הפשוטים והעירומים כל כך שאי אפשר לכתוב עליהם שירה, כי הם חסרי יופי וחסרי זוהר.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Masha Baitman</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/360850/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2006-01-06T04:21:19-08:00</published>
  <updated>2006-01-06T04:21:19-08:00</updated>
  <title>The Lonely Calling</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2084078/1/The_Lonely_Calling"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2006-01-06:story.2084078</id>
  <category term="General"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K"/>
  <category term="General"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/360850/Masha_Baitman'&gt;Masha Baitman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/General/'&gt;General&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K&lt;br&gt;Genres: General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 381, Reviews: 2 
Updated: 1-6-06, Published: 1-6-06&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;this is a very strange, absolutely abstract, eruption of my subconsciousness. i wrote it ages ago, and suddenly decided that it's a rather interesting piece.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Masha Baitman</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/360850/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2005-01-04T06:55:14-08:00</published>
  <updated>2005-01-04T06:55:14-08:00</updated>
  <title>Heritage</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1799265/1/Heritage"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2005-01-04:story.1799265</id>
  <category term="General"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K"/>
  <category term="General"/>
  <category term="Drama"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/360850/Masha_Baitman'&gt;Masha Baitman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/General/'&gt;General&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K&lt;br&gt;Genres: General/Drama&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 762, Reviews: 1 
Updated: 1-4-05, Published: 1-4-05&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;memories of an odd, bottle-filled chilhood.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Masha Baitman</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/360850/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2004-12-31T14:45:28-08:00</published>
  <updated>2004-12-31T14:45:28-08:00</updated>
  <title>התפוח האדום שהתאכזב</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1796203/1/rrrrr_rrrrr_rrrrrrr"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2004-12-31:story.1796203</id>
  <category term="General"/>
  <category term="Hebrew"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K"/>
  <category term="General"/>
  <category term="Drama"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/360850/Masha_Baitman'&gt;Masha Baitman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/General/'&gt;General&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: Hebrew, Fiction Rated: K&lt;br&gt;Genres: General/Drama&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 5,946, Reviews: 1 
Updated: 12-31-04, Published: 12-31-04&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;נורא נהינתי לכתוב את הסיפור הזה. הוא פתח לי המון שסתומים בתוך החשיבה. הוא מאוד מונע על הצבעים והמראות של ברגן (עיר נמל בנורווגיה).</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Masha Baitman</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/360850/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2004-12-08T11:47:00-08:00</published>
  <updated>2004-12-08T11:47:00-08:00</updated>
  <title>הגיון של פאנקים</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1777972/1/rrrrr_rr_rrrrrr"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2004-12-08:story.1777972</id>
  <category term="General"/>
  <category term="Hebrew"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K"/>
  <category term="Drama"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/360850/Masha_Baitman'&gt;Masha Baitman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/General/'&gt;General&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: Hebrew, Fiction Rated: K&lt;br&gt;Genres: Drama&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 6,001, Reviews: 2 
Updated: 12-8-04, Published: 12-8-04&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;קשה לי לתאר את זה... זאת נובלה מודרנית, איננה אורבנית רק מפני שאינה מתרחשת בעיר גדולה. נער מעיר שבדית פרובינציאלית חי את חייו. זה בעצם הכל, אם חושבים על זה מנקודת מבט של עלילה.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Masha Baitman</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/360850/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2004-12-08T11:29:12-08:00</published>
  <updated>2004-12-08T11:29:12-08:00</updated>
  <title>מורשת</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1777958/1/rrrrr"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2004-12-08:story.1777958</id>
  <category term="General"/>
  <category term="Hebrew"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K"/>
  <category term="General"/>
  <category term="Drama"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/360850/Masha_Baitman'&gt;Masha Baitman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/General/'&gt;General&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: Hebrew, Fiction Rated: K&lt;br&gt;Genres: General/Drama&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 494, Reviews: 1 
Updated: 12-8-04, Published: 12-8-04&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;It's a very short story, all made of childhood memories (not mine...).</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Masha Baitman</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/360850/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2004-08-27T10:05:49-08:00</published>
  <updated>2004-08-27T10:05:49-08:00</updated>
  <title>Soft Light and Murky Walls</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1704821/1/Soft_Light_and_Murky_Walls"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2004-08-27:story.1704821</id>
  <category term="General"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K"/>
  <category term="General"/>
  <category term="Romance"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/360850/Masha_Baitman'&gt;Masha Baitman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/General/'&gt;General&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K&lt;br&gt;Genres: General/Romance&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 4,586, Reviews: 0 
Updated: 8-27-04, Published: 8-27-04&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;Dima can't stop clinging onto Yanna's selfish laughing eyes and her bored, cracked voice and her cigarette laughter...</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Masha Baitman</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/360850/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2004-06-19T10:47:15-08:00</published>
  <updated>2004-06-19T10:47:15-08:00</updated>
  <title>Fear of the</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1642165/1/Fear_of_the"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2004-06-19:story.1642165</id>
  <category term="General"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K"/>
  <category term="General"/>
  <category term="Poetry"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/360850/Masha_Baitman'&gt;Masha Baitman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/General/'&gt;General&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K&lt;br&gt;Genres: General/Poetry&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 111, Reviews: 1 
Updated: 6-19-04, Published: 6-19-04&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;I am chained to my mattress by a word / Its blue-black whisper tightens round my brain / Like the crown of an electric chair...</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Masha Baitman</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/360850/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2004-06-17T11:18:01-08:00</published>
  <updated>2004-06-17T11:18:01-08:00</updated>
  <title>Autobiography</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1640375/1/Autobiography"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2004-06-17:story.1640375</id>
  <category term="General"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K"/>
  <category term="General"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/360850/Masha_Baitman'&gt;Masha Baitman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/General/'&gt;General&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K&lt;br&gt;Genres: General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 132, Reviews: 1 
Updated: 6-17-04, Published: 6-17-04&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;&quot;My childhood was sweetly unaware of itself... My adolescence was bitterly unaware of itself... And I...&quot; (a look at my different mental states throughout my life)</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Masha Baitman</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/360850/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2004-06-02T09:25:40-08:00</published>
  <updated>2004-06-02T09:25:40-08:00</updated>
  <title>The Guitar in my Heart</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1626050/1/The_Guitar_in_my_Heart"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2004-06-02:story.1626050</id>
  <category term="General"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K"/>
  <category term="General"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/360850/Masha_Baitman'&gt;Masha Baitman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/General/'&gt;General&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K&lt;br&gt;Genres: General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 53, Reviews: 2 
Updated: 6-2-04, Published: 6-2-04&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;... it is laquered with blood and the strings are my veins... (A little darker than my usual stuff, but it started with me seeing a picture of a lot of red and a guitar in it and trying to describe it.)</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Masha Baitman</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/360850/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2004-06-02T09:20:41-08:00</published>
  <updated>2004-06-02T09:20:41-08:00</updated>
  <title>Forgotten Russian Lullabies</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1626047/1/Forgotten_Russian_Lullabies"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2004-06-02:story.1626047</id>
  <category term="General"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K"/>
  <category term="General"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/360850/Masha_Baitman'&gt;Masha Baitman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/General/'&gt;General&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K&lt;br&gt;Genres: General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 140, Reviews: 1 
Updated: 6-2-04, Published: 6-2-04&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;My grandmother used to sing my brother and me to sleep with the saddest, most beautiful songs. In a sleepless hallucination, i wish i could remember them. maybe i'd remember how to fall asleep...</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Masha Baitman</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/360850/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2004-04-28T04:11:01-08:00</published>
  <updated>2004-04-28T04:11:01-08:00</updated>
  <title>A Father Figure, Perhaps</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1594297/1/A_Father_Figure_Perhaps"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2004-04-28:story.1594297</id>
  <category term="General"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K"/>
  <category term="General"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/360850/Masha_Baitman'&gt;Masha Baitman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/General/'&gt;General&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K&lt;br&gt;Genres: General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 607, Reviews: 2 
Updated: 4-28-04, Published: 4-28-04&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;A description of my fav teacher. and yes, i DO love my teachers - lots of them! `</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Masha Baitman</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/360850/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2004-04-25T02:54:51-08:00</published>
  <updated>2004-04-25T02:54:51-08:00</updated>
  <title>A Sketch: Your classical dead fly in the soup</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1591440/1/A_Sketch_Your_classical_dead_fly_in_the_soup"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2004-04-25:story.1591440</id>
  <category term="Play"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K"/>
  <category term="General"/>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/360850/Masha_Baitman'&gt;Masha Baitman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Play/'&gt;Play&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K&lt;br&gt;Genres: General/Humor&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 445, Reviews: 4 
Updated: 4-25-04, Published: 4-25-04&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;(it's not awfully humouristic, more like absurd thaetre thing. i've been told it's not possible to do this in a theartre but... who cares.) ;) a guy sits in a restaurant talking to the dying fly in his soup about mourning.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Masha Baitman</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/360850/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2004-03-14T02:55:33-08:00</published>
  <updated>2004-03-14T02:55:33-08:00</updated>
  <title>These are Us</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1550737/1/These_are_Us"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2004-03-14:story.1550737</id>
  <category term="General"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K"/>
  <category term="General"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/360850/Masha_Baitman'&gt;Masha Baitman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/General/'&gt;General&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K&lt;br&gt;Genres: General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 154, Reviews: 2 
Updated: 3-14-04, Published: 3-14-04&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;Your inner angst, so well tiled over, intimidates me in the least./At most, it makes my lashes tremble/As you stare intently into my eyes,/Circling them like a vulture.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Masha Baitman</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/360850/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2003-11-05T07:19:19-08:00</published>
  <updated>2003-11-05T07:19:19-08:00</updated>
  <title>Silk</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1439138/1/Silk"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2003-11-05:story.1439138</id>
  <category term="General"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K"/>
  <category term="General"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/360850/Masha_Baitman'&gt;Masha Baitman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/General/'&gt;General&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K&lt;br&gt;Genres: General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 319, Reviews: 2 
Updated: 11-5-03, Published: 11-5-03&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;And hands are woven out of silk/ And silk is woven out of clotted blood/ And the blood comes from the wounded hearts/ Of the poor, the lowly, the unneeded.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Masha Baitman</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/360850/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2003-10-01T12:46:01-08:00</published>
  <updated>2003-10-01T12:46:01-08:00</updated>
  <title>Grandfather</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1411897/1/Grandfather"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2003-10-01:story.1411897</id>
  <category term="Play"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K"/>
  <category term="Drama"/>
  <category term="General"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/360850/Masha_Baitman'&gt;Masha Baitman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Play/'&gt;Play&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K&lt;br&gt;Genres: Drama/General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 287, Reviews: 3 
Updated: 10-1-03, Published: 10-1-03&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;A monologue, because i do love monologues; very personal and thus quite sad. read it and weep, i just have.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Masha Baitman</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/360850/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2003-09-16T11:52:17-08:00</published>
  <updated>2003-09-16T11:52:17-08:00</updated>
  <title>From the MoshPit to Enslave</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1401116/1/From_the_MoshPit_to_Enslave"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2003-09-16:story.1401116</id>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K"/>
  <category term="General"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/360850/Masha_Baitman'&gt;Masha Baitman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Humor/'&gt;Humor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K&lt;br&gt;Genres: General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 139, Reviews: 4 
Updated: 9-16-03, Published: 9-16-03&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;a poem stating - humorously and exaggeratedly ) - about my keen dislike for the Israeli army, involving the sensation of seep loss off handsome young men with long hair to the favour of that diabolic establishment which castrates them of their sexines</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Masha Baitman</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/360850/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2003-09-07T02:36:14-08:00</published>
  <updated>2003-09-07T02:36:14-08:00</updated>
  <title>Sinned Into Life</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1393739/1/Sinned_Into_Life"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2003-09-07:story.1393739</id>
  <category term="General"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K"/>
  <category term="General"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/360850/Masha_Baitman'&gt;Masha Baitman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/General/'&gt;General&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K&lt;br&gt;Genres: General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 37, Reviews: 4 
Updated: 9-7-03, Published: 9-7-03&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;god, ratings are so useless... Anyway, i think this is one of my best, most personal poems (and  no, it does not consist of flowing red lines of angst. it is actually optimistic, which makes it very unique...)</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Masha Baitman</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/360850/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2003-08-14T17:09:02-08:00</published>
  <updated>2003-08-14T17:09:02-08:00</updated>
  <title>The Eternal Harlot,  A Monologue</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1380264/1/The_Eternal_Harlot_A_Monologue"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2003-08-14:story.1380264</id>
  <category term="Play"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K+"/>
  <category term="General"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/360850/Masha_Baitman'&gt;Masha Baitman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Play/'&gt;Play&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Genres: General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 613, Reviews: 5 
Updated: 8-14-03, Published: 8-14-03&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;lascivious and brutally realistic, an icon of everything cheap, a symbol of moral failure and sin, the Harlot strides proudly on cheap highheels, leaving the blaze of lowly humanity in our hearts. You may hate and fear her, but you will succumb to her.</summary>
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