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| Here is the bare bones, very first few words of a story that I just started working on. I don't even know where it will go. I don't even know why I started typing--given the fact I haven't tried writing anything other than lyrics for my band in about two years or so. It's pretty different than most things I've written in the past, but oh well. Anyways, like it or not, here goes::::::::
I’ve known her my whole life – well I guess I shouldn’t say that. I’ve known of her my whole life.
We were in the same Kindergarten class together but I don’t think we spoke even a word to each other. One time she was building with blocks some sort of castle complete with a nonworking drawbridge and a princess and a dragon and, of course, she was pretending that a knight was coming to kill the dragon and save the princess. I was walking across the room to get a game to play with my best friend Brad when I accidentally tripped over her block castle, sending it crashing to the ground in pieces. I’d fallen but didn’t get hurt. When I looked up at her she was looking right into my eyes, but we didn’t say a word. We just kind of looked at each other for a minute before she started to gather the blocks back up in a pile.
We went to school together all the way up through eighth grade, and even ate lunch at neighbor tables. In third grade, there was a rumor that she had a crush on my friend Michael. Her friends teased both her and Michael and my friends would tease both Michael and her. I wouldn’t tease her though. I don’t know why. I would tease Michael every time I had a chance but any time I saw her I would just change the subject or walk away or act busy.
In eighth grade came about as close as you can to communication without actually communicating. It was at our first formal dance – the Eighth Grade Farwell Dance – and her friends told my friends that she wanted to dance with me. I, of course, look up as they tell me this and again right when I looked up at her, her eyes were locked into mine. I panicked. Right as Brad began asking me if I was going to, I blurted out, “I gotta go” and just made a break for the door. It was never even mentioned after that, which kind of surprises me. My friends could have made fun of me so easily…but they didn’t. It was never even brought up the rest of the year.
For the first three years of high school, our lockers were only about four feet away. Every once in a while we would make eye contact and everything would just…stop. It was like those corny movies were people lock eyes and everything slows down around them. That was us. The start of our senior year, for some reason when we got our locker assignments, her locker was on one end of the school and mine was on the other. I don’t know why it bothered me, it’s not like we were friends or anything, but it did.
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| We are about to ship some copies of The American Way of Death and The Beehives
to a store in Chicago that is interested in carrying Cogent Poetry
releases / future releases. Three cheers for them, and once some
paperwork is taken care of we will provide their name and a link to
their website. Also, Richard Wink is currently hard hard hard at work
at his next, yet untitled, second book.
-Cogent Poetry
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| We're
having some semi-major problems with our computers, so the release of
"The Beehives" is going to be pushed back a little. We will have a new
release date for you within a few days. Also, a poem from Adam
Burmeister's new book is featured on PoetrySoup.com from Monday-Wednesday.
www.cogentpoetry.com
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| On May 20, 2005, there is going to be a new book of poetry released by
Cogent Poetry that is sure to capture you and take you for a ride. "The
Beehives" by Richard Wink is an amazing piece of poetry available
exclusively through Cogent Poetry for only $5.00. Also, for a limited
time, if you (pre-) order your copy before May 17, you will receive a
free copy of a teaser of Adam Burmeister's new book featuring artwork
by Adam that was inspired by the poetry in his new book. For more
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