Browsing Archives of Author »Kandace Mavrick«

The Proof is in the Process

17/09/2013

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Another Cog in the Murder Machine

13/09/2013

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I enjoy taking this song literally. Also, there’s  something about cheerleaders in gas masks that’s ineffably charming. They’re gonna clean up your looks With all the lies in the books To make a citizen out of you Because they sleep with a gun And keep an eye on you, son So they can watch all […]

This Headache

12/09/2013

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“The Ride” by Rodolphe Guenoden

09/09/2013

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“The Ride” by Rodolphe Guenoden    

We Are Not What You Think We Are

06/09/2013

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I do not remember my adolescence being like this. But I don’t know. Maybe I’m wrong. Teenage dreams in a teenage circus Running around like a clown on purpose Staring at emotion In the light of day I was running from the things that you’d say Like a magpie I live for glitter, not you […]

So I Accidentally… a Poem

05/09/2013

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So I’ve been going through my junk writing file. And partly because I wrote most of it while not fully conscious, and partly because I haven’t filed or tagged any of this stuff since some time in March, I’ve entirely forgotten writing most of what’s in there. Which is cool and weird and confusing. Cool […]

Goodreads: A Statement of Intent

03/09/2013

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I’ve been trying to use Goodreads for a while now. ‘Trying’ being the operative word. Not because it’s in any way hard to use. (It isn’t.) And not because I don’t think it’s cool and useful. (I do and it is.) But simply because I haven’t managed to put it into my reading action list. […]

Looks Like I’m a Supervillain Now

02/09/2013

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Evil Minds That Plot Destruction

29/08/2013

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In honour of the concert I went to on Monday I give you an out of sequence musical addition to your day: In the fields the bodies burning As the war machine keeps turning

Because I Miss the Flying Monkeys

28/08/2013

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I’m about to head back to the land of Oz. Which, in this instance, involves about thirty hours of travel time and being awake for just shy of two days. So that’s going to be fun. Usually I don’t start hallucinating until I pass the fifty hour mark though, so it should be fine. But […]