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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>words inspired from events transpired.</description><title>wounds for harvest.</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @evanesquet)</generator><link>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>when the waters came.</title><description>when the waters came
over everything
did you run
or did you swim?

did angels come 
as mermaids or...</description><link>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/45104897490</link><guid>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/45104897490</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 Mar 2013 02:08:14 +0800</pubDate><category>tsunami</category><category>earthquake</category><category>japan</category><category>poetry</category></item><item><title>petty thieves.</title><description>history is making her rounds again, a wayward spark to a fortress of hay.  set it ablaze, make it...</description><link>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/44463684872</link><guid>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/44463684872</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Mar 2013 00:53:59 +0800</pubDate><category>writings</category></item><item><title>heart wants out.</title><description>Such is the impatience!of a hard beating heartit cannot be confinedwithin these bony lines.

Great...</description><link>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/42275155722</link><guid>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/42275155722</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Feb 2013 22:41:43 +0800</pubDate><category>heart</category><category>secret</category><category>impatience</category></item><item><title>The anticipation of inevitable separation.</title><description>Slow; as the waning moon fades into the cloud-peppered sky, the incandescent rays of the emerging...</description><link>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/38392522607</link><guid>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/38392522607</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Dec 2012 01:34:34 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>"Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks! rage! blow!
You cataracts and hurricanoes, spout
Till you have..."</title><description>“Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks! rage! blow!
You cataracts and hurricanoes, spout
Till you...</description><link>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/36801429269</link><guid>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/36801429269</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Nov 2012 17:20:58 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>inchchua:

HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Dumb ways to die...</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="225" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IJNR2EpS0jw?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://inchchua.tumblr.com/post/35831320427/hahahahaahahahahaahahahahahahahaha" target="_blank"&gt;inchchua&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dumb ways to die indeed!  BUT SO HILARIOUS.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/35833454164</link><guid>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/35833454164</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Nov 2012 17:37:33 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>be my anchor.</title><description>hold me downand make me staywrap my heartin anchor&amp;#8217;s chains.

tether these lipsthat tend to...</description><link>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/35644401125</link><guid>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/35644401125</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Nov 2012 02:13:01 +0800</pubDate><category>writings</category><category>anchor</category><category>heart</category></item><item><title>ex-hypothesis.</title><description>The first cut is never the deepest; it merely paves the way for the succeeding ones to reach further...</description><link>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/34777977743</link><guid>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/34777977743</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Nov 2012 04:27:20 +0800</pubDate><category>Random musing</category><category>Contrary</category><category>writings</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mcd0veKZsb1qbd2s9o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/34176312997</link><guid>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/34176312997</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Oct 2012 03:00:33 +0800</pubDate><category>Writings</category><category>Wall</category><category>Distance</category></item><item><title>full of greetings; an empty show.</title><description>We would meet under the auburn span of sky, the evening sun dipping into a blue grey horizon.  The...</description><link>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/33696464588</link><guid>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/33696464588</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Oct 2012 14:11:06 +0800</pubDate><category>writings</category><category>estrangement</category><category>silence</category></item><item><title>thanks to inch chua!  found a great song.</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kxsG0fC8kXE?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;thanks to inch chua!  found a great song.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/33554469606</link><guid>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/33554469606</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Oct 2012 15:58:33 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>mixed media.</title><description>I can no longer discriminate my heart from head, it&amp;#8217;s not like they helped with the decisions...</description><link>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/33219987349</link><guid>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/33219987349</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 Oct 2012 14:24:31 +0800</pubDate><category>writings</category><category>backlog</category><category>heart</category><category>mind</category></item><item><title>Selling the ink of your soul.</title><description>they promise fame
they promise success
they promise a future
the very best.

all you have to do
is...</description><link>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/32783175706</link><guid>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/32783175706</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Oct 2012 10:56:50 +0800</pubDate><category>writings</category><category>backlog</category></item><item><title>hits and regret.</title><description>You stand there with bloodied hands, watching, waiting for the deer to move. Its eyes dilate and...</description><link>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/32416506448</link><guid>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/32416506448</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Sep 2012 06:05:00 +0800</pubDate><category>writings</category><category>backlog</category></item><item><title>transience.</title><description>Stepping light on the shore, the sand remembers quick; impressions form, however faint, and marks...</description><link>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/31932377822</link><guid>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/31932377822</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Sep 2012 02:51:57 +0800</pubDate><category>writings</category></item><item><title>She doesn't clear them; they are left to rot; she smells like corpse.</title><description>When it falls just outside the zone, rubble and debris trigger the alarm.  Shields go up and...</description><link>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/31556598952</link><guid>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/31556598952</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Sep 2012 09:15:15 +0800</pubDate><category>backlog</category><category>writings</category></item><item><title>Pulled cord.</title><description>Strap it on tightmake it go round and roundtill you feel the tugthe velcro stick sound.Left and...</description><link>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/31234134175</link><guid>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/31234134175</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Sep 2012 07:26:49 +0800</pubDate><category>writings</category></item><item><title>Lying at your funeral.</title><description>On the green grass dotted with headstones, I&amp;#8217;m watching the clouds cry.  As their tears mix...</description><link>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/31074394583</link><guid>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/31074394583</guid><pubDate>Sat, 08 Sep 2012 04:54:38 +0800</pubDate><category>writings</category></item><item><title>All strings attached.</title><description>There are knots on your fingers you can&amp;#8217;t undo, they extend skyward with lines into the...</description><link>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/30086038846</link><guid>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/30086038846</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Aug 2012 13:01:41 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>you're all cover and no content.</title><description>The more I read the more I was intrigued, I told my friends you were a good read; all they saw was...</description><link>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/29571518274</link><guid>http://evanesquet.tumblr.com/post/29571518274</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Aug 2012 04:47:44 +0800</pubDate><category>writings</category><category>estrangement</category></item></channel></rss>
