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"But the birth of Khaled, my first son, how can I miss it?" @Alaa Abdel Fattah’s latest blog post from Tora Prison http://t.co/vhJZxjTd 2011-11-17
good article in Frontaal Naakt on Aliaa Magda Elmahdy, egyptian activist who posed nude on her blog against censorship http://t.co/eXnuBNsH 2011-11-17
this video is awesome. Bizarre Chinese Old-folks Choir Covers Lady Gaga's "Bad Romance" http://t.co/4JvAPMDa 2011-11-17
Egyptian group calls on men to try the veil http://t.co/KMan5PDD 2011-11-14
Google's pampering symptom of rent-seeking, poor RoI, vs Amazon customer focus. sure enough, 28% vs 453% share growth: http://t.co/e9qX2NnH 2011-11-14
read steve yegge's post on how ridiculously amazing Google is to employees - ask for guitar, get music studio http://t.co/zUBwNCtj 2011-11-14
brilliant. "Fitness inequality is acceptable. Cultural inequality is unacceptable." The Inequality Map - David Brooks http://t.co/uW5zRkuu 2011-11-11
oh my! first king of the Land of the Thunder Dragon to kiss his wife on lips in public! #bhutan http://t.co/tIwNrOxa 2011-11-11
wow. <3 the secret trains under NYC. Visiting The Secret Train Platform Beneath The Waldorf-Astoria: Gothamist http://t.co/2NQh4Jwo 2011-11-08
huh. women can be fully veiled on board, but not at airport. Air France: le casse tête de la burqa à bord des avions http://t.co/rY8kn47y 2011-11-08
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too much poetry escapes me. next post will be picture-and-story, the official theme of this blog. but first:

“gasping”

you left me gasping
like a fish out of water
the sun eclipsed
the moon erased
from the sky, stars
twinkled no more;

at night, only the tap
kept dripping.
drip. drop.

you left me gasping,
like a fish out of water yet now
in separate glinting mountain streams
we frolic again

towards the joined oceans beyond.