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After it's all said and done, life's just a bunch of kwotes


 

I learned a new word yesterday (thanks to the lovely Rarasaur’s blog post about why she writes). As soon as I saw it, it struck me. I knew that, somehow, someway, I needed to write about it.

So I did.

One thing that I do that I haven’t really talked much about on my blog is slam poetry. Slam is a lot of things (way too many for me to describe it), but basically, it’s performance poetry. I wrote this yesterday as a slam poem, and I thought I’d post it here for my friends to see and discuss (mostly discuss).

What’s your take on zemblanity? Have any particularly zemblanitious moments? Any zemblanity stories that you’d care to share? Or maybe an instance in which zemblanity turned into serendipity? Like always, talking about your feelings/experiences/life/friends/pets/furniture is always welcome.

Until next time.

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