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Natasha Champney
San Francisco, CA, United States
Poet, Writer, Filmmaker
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2009
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Welcome to your new Blog
Keep Your Paws Off My Medula Oblongata
The Red Line
Needle Work
Flavor
Stage of ETH
Sushi Avocado
The Muse speaks of That Which Is Forgotten
Go fuck it (The Crimes of a Man)
O Life, I am All!
Reflection on Seagulls
Together
Wild fire, Wild eyes
Van Gogh and I
The Tenderloin: A Piece of America
Listen to Everything
Twilight
Isle of Innisfree
When the Poet Speaks of Mountains & Things
The Art Of Breath
Grandma's Room
Introduction to the blog
The Sahumerio of the Poet
Discoveries
North American Beauty
O Pioneer Poets
Language
Tap Those Shoes
Wanting You To Love Me Deeper
On Fantasies
When Spiders Fuck
The Pleasure Of Lesbian Sex
The Lesson Of Beautiful Corpses
September 11, 2001: The Third Coming
The Mythology Of Passion
Brother Cactus
The Corpse Of Fire
A Prayer for Manufactured Idleness
Fiction
Night Rhythm
Cracking Bones & Dreams or For Those Who Contempla...
The Farmer
When Earth Becomes
Daddy's Games:The Torturing of a Child
Addiction (The Forgotten Milk)
I. The Move
Strange Life Vision
Boring Confession
Forgotten Beauty
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