<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?>
<rss version="2.0"
	xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"
	xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"
	xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"
	xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"
	xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/"
	xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/"
	xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:geo="http://www.w3.org/2003/01/geo/wgs84_pos#" xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/"
	>

<channel>
	<title>I am You being Me</title>
	<atom:link href="http://cinnette.wordpress.com/feed/" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" />
	<link>http://cinnette.wordpress.com</link>
	<description>poem type things and other writings</description>
	<lastBuildDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2009 04:36:46 +0000</lastBuildDate>
	<generator>http://wordpress.com/</generator>
	<language>en</language>
	<sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod>
	<sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency>
	<cloud domain='cinnette.wordpress.com' port='80' path='/?rsscloud=notify' registerProcedure='' protocol='http-post' />
<image>
		<url>http://www.gravatar.com/blavatar/e76cd76cbd6b2c59cd28467643e1cffa?s=96&#038;d=http://s.wordpress.com/i/buttonw-com.png</url>
		<title>I am You being Me</title>
		<link>http://cinnette.wordpress.com</link>
	</image>
			<item>
		<title>Will you stop playing that song now?</title>
		<link>http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2009/11/10/will-you-stop-playing-that-song-now/</link>
		<comments>http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2009/11/10/will-you-stop-playing-that-song-now/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2009 01:48:31 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cinnette</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2009/11/10/will-you-stop-playing-that-song-now/</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[I study
the arch of your brow
in between the definitions of synaptic cleft and
somatic motor function
I wonder about the twitches
your axons transmit
to give your eyes that dead stare
I guess you didn&#8217;t realize
I was looking so hard that I saw your eyes
were looking at what was next to mine
instead of what was in them
    [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=cinnette.wordpress.com&blog=1200514&post=92&subd=cinnette&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2009/11/10/will-you-stop-playing-that-song-now/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
	
		<media:content url="http://0.gravatar.com/avatar/4afca99f6e263d2c023da972143e5811?s=96&#38;d=identicon&#38;r=G" medium="image">
			<media:title type="html">cinnette</media:title>
		</media:content>
	</item>
		<item>
		<title>And good luck with that girl who was born in the 90&#8217;s.</title>
		<link>http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2009/11/10/and-good-luck-with-that-girl-who-was-born-in-the-90s/</link>
		<comments>http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2009/11/10/and-good-luck-with-that-girl-who-was-born-in-the-90s/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2009 01:41:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cinnette</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://cinnette.wordpress.com/?p=90</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[When I look at it all a certain way I get pissed off, wondering how you chose to spend such a huge amount of your significant time with someone so vapid. Someone so obviously desperate to please you, to bend over into herself and present a farce so you might be pleased. I imagine her [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=cinnette.wordpress.com&blog=1200514&post=90&subd=cinnette&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2009/11/10/and-good-luck-with-that-girl-who-was-born-in-the-90s/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
	
		<media:content url="http://0.gravatar.com/avatar/4afca99f6e263d2c023da972143e5811?s=96&#38;d=identicon&#38;r=G" medium="image">
			<media:title type="html">cinnette</media:title>
		</media:content>
	</item>
		<item>
		<title>a list of things</title>
		<link>http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2008/12/08/a-list-of-things/</link>
		<comments>http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2008/12/08/a-list-of-things/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Dec 2008 14:47:31 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cinnette</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://cinnette.wordpress.com/?p=74</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[I love (one of several)
 
Jake
knowing Jake is happy
summertime
skiing
John Stewart
art
Tasha
feeling liked
being warm
my bed
feeling loved
feeling wanted
feeling useful
being a good caretaker
feeling accomplished
writing
typing
cooking
people enjoying my cooking
Christmastime
Dervishiii
weed
Karin
having my shoulders rubbed
good photography
Mad Men writing
a movie that makes me cry
taking good care of myself
feeling understood
the internet
animals
gadgets
having online friends
being home after a long night at work
having cash in my pocket
mashed potatoes
Jake&#8217;s art
feeling respected
jokes
my [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=cinnette.wordpress.com&blog=1200514&post=74&subd=cinnette&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2008/12/08/a-list-of-things/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>1</slash:comments>
	
		<media:content url="http://0.gravatar.com/avatar/4afca99f6e263d2c023da972143e5811?s=96&#38;d=identicon&#38;r=G" medium="image">
			<media:title type="html">cinnette</media:title>
		</media:content>
	</item>
		<item>
		<title>once i knew a girl</title>
		<link>http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2008/10/19/once-i-knew-a-girl/</link>
		<comments>http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2008/10/19/once-i-knew-a-girl/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sun, 19 Oct 2008 04:59:45 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cinnette</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://cinnette.wordpress.com/?p=72</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[she was named Brooklyn
and she had bruises
that were your signature
what do you do after the x wears off?
&#8220;more x!!&#8221;
but it was 9am and the sun was blazing
not that any of us cared
but me with my teeth to your neck
insisting i was not jealous
except, i was
       <img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=cinnette.wordpress.com&blog=1200514&post=72&subd=cinnette&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2008/10/19/once-i-knew-a-girl/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>2</slash:comments>
	
		<media:content url="http://0.gravatar.com/avatar/4afca99f6e263d2c023da972143e5811?s=96&#38;d=identicon&#38;r=G" medium="image">
			<media:title type="html">cinnette</media:title>
		</media:content>
	</item>
		<item>
		<title>something for a day that is real</title>
		<link>http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2008/02/16/something-for-a-day-that-is-real/</link>
		<comments>http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2008/02/16/something-for-a-day-that-is-real/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sat, 16 Feb 2008 15:27:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cinnette</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2008/02/16/something-for-a-day-that-is-real/</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;d love nothing more
than to be totally carefree
to be light and have laughter
like someone who is authentically charming
I&#8217;d like to approach myself
with easy hands
and have discussions about
how amazing it is we live so close to a star
how when you really think about it
space, earth, moon, sun
is all so perfect with possibilities
that the dark matters I [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=cinnette.wordpress.com&blog=1200514&post=67&subd=cinnette&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2008/02/16/something-for-a-day-that-is-real/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>5</slash:comments>
	
		<media:content url="http://0.gravatar.com/avatar/4afca99f6e263d2c023da972143e5811?s=96&#38;d=identicon&#38;r=G" medium="image">
			<media:title type="html">cinnette</media:title>
		</media:content>
	</item>
		<item>
		<title>I can&#8217;t seem to help myself from burning things</title>
		<link>http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2007/11/13/i-just-cant-help-myself-from-burning-things/</link>
		<comments>http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2007/11/13/i-just-cant-help-myself-from-burning-things/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Nov 2007 15:52:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cinnette</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2007/11/13/i-just-cant-help-myself-from-burning-things/</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[I am writing in my blue book for you
secrets I&#8217;ve kept all along
terms of negotiable contact
I am a hider, a silent stepper
I spend all the days
knowing the contents of your thoughts
and his and hers, and hers
because it&#8217;s easier to blame
just like everybody does
every time I remember your name
I carve it into the wax
but it always [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=cinnette.wordpress.com&blog=1200514&post=62&subd=cinnette&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2007/11/13/i-just-cant-help-myself-from-burning-things/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>8</slash:comments>
	
		<media:content url="http://0.gravatar.com/avatar/4afca99f6e263d2c023da972143e5811?s=96&#38;d=identicon&#38;r=G" medium="image">
			<media:title type="html">cinnette</media:title>
		</media:content>
	</item>
		<item>
		<title>on identifying with Pluto, (which is no longer a planet)</title>
		<link>http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2007/10/20/on-identifying-with-pluto-which-is-no-longer-a-planet/</link>
		<comments>http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2007/10/20/on-identifying-with-pluto-which-is-no-longer-a-planet/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sat, 20 Oct 2007 20:03:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cinnette</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2007/10/20/on-identifying-with-pluto-which-is-no-longer-a-planet/</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[what would I talk about
if I didn&#8217;t have you to write to?
with all your rules and judgments
and pronouncements on the word
who would I be?
what would I think if
I didn&#8217;t have a you in my head
to speak to
each day, each second
you watch over me
and criticize the impulses
you screech nasty when I&#8217;m down
you soothe soft when I&#8217;m [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=cinnette.wordpress.com&blog=1200514&post=60&subd=cinnette&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2007/10/20/on-identifying-with-pluto-which-is-no-longer-a-planet/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>4</slash:comments>
	
		<media:content url="http://0.gravatar.com/avatar/4afca99f6e263d2c023da972143e5811?s=96&#38;d=identicon&#38;r=G" medium="image">
			<media:title type="html">cinnette</media:title>
		</media:content>
	</item>
		<item>
		<title>today&#8217;s thought</title>
		<link>http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2007/10/12/todays-thought/</link>
		<comments>http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2007/10/12/todays-thought/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Oct 2007 15:11:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cinnette</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[life]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2007/10/12/todays-thought/</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[it&#8217;s fairly convenient to have an alcoholic as a
father when you don&#8217;t get to meet him until you are 21
huh, ironic age too
oh, and I was a bartender at the time
and that is where he came to meet me, at work
funny
       <img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=cinnette.wordpress.com&blog=1200514&post=57&subd=cinnette&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2007/10/12/todays-thought/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>5</slash:comments>
	
		<media:content url="http://0.gravatar.com/avatar/4afca99f6e263d2c023da972143e5811?s=96&#38;d=identicon&#38;r=G" medium="image">
			<media:title type="html">cinnette</media:title>
		</media:content>
	</item>
		<item>
		<title>lunchtime meditation</title>
		<link>http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2007/08/11/lunchtime-meditation/</link>
		<comments>http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2007/08/11/lunchtime-meditation/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sun, 12 Aug 2007 02:32:13 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cinnette</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2007/08/11/lunchtime-meditation/</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[lately I am sifting through
my perception of your elements
breathe in
breathe out
have I mentioned that
my memory is uncanny?
deep breath in
out
and in between us
is a perfect piece that expands
made of the dust of you
and me and light and history
I breathe in
breathe out
and trust you
do the same
exactly now
this spark is also
made of the things
we always knew
like the timing
is [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=cinnette.wordpress.com&blog=1200514&post=51&subd=cinnette&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2007/08/11/lunchtime-meditation/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>4</slash:comments>
	
		<media:content url="http://0.gravatar.com/avatar/4afca99f6e263d2c023da972143e5811?s=96&#38;d=identicon&#38;r=G" medium="image">
			<media:title type="html">cinnette</media:title>
		</media:content>
	</item>
		<item>
		<title>you said if I could be anything I would be the moon</title>
		<link>http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2007/07/27/you-said-if-i-could-be-anything-i-would-be-the-moon/</link>
		<comments>http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2007/07/27/you-said-if-i-could-be-anything-i-would-be-the-moon/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Jul 2007 15:49:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cinnette</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2007/07/27/you-said-if-i-could-be-anything-i-would-be-the-moon/</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[back before I understood gratitude
did you know I spent an entire cycle
feigning sleep along the edge of your bed
just willing your body to rest against my shadows?
on the 28th day when you came to me
it was the perfect goodbye
I wonder if you hear me now
after 9 years have grown by
do you hear me?
I am saying [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=cinnette.wordpress.com&blog=1200514&post=45&subd=cinnette&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://cinnette.wordpress.com/2007/07/27/you-said-if-i-could-be-anything-i-would-be-the-moon/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>5</slash:comments>
	
		<media:content url="http://0.gravatar.com/avatar/4afca99f6e263d2c023da972143e5811?s=96&#38;d=identicon&#38;r=G" medium="image">
			<media:title type="html">cinnette</media:title>
		</media:content>
	</item>
	</channel>
</rss>