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Geeky webcomics for grrls and other radicals. On March 7th, 2013. So a few awesome things happened yesterday. Bitch Magazine mentioned Palmer in their post on genderqueer comics characters. Which includes a story by me, was nominated for a Lambda Literary award. In Amherst, MA! Or liking Riot Nrrd on facebook.
Improvise, Girl, Improvise. Something strange is happening in Hilo.
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GEA anuncia revisão tributária durante apresentação da Agência de Desenvolvimento Econômico. A meta da Agência é fortalecer a relação econômica entre o Estado e as empresas, além de proporcionar redução de custos.
Un lugar con nueces en los bordes. Martes, febrero 03, 2004. En el gran vacio silencioso la luna quedo estatica frente al. Alertado por el tumulto de. Pudo oírse la voz de ese hombre delgado que ya no existia. Ladridos, al final de su inmenso viaje. Se aferraba al embeleso de aquellos ojos renegridos, del husmear en los. Que se encontraban entre ellos sin llevar nunca a ninguna parte. No importaba, el no buscaba otra cosa que ser una parte mas de cualquier laberinto.
Wednesday, January 16, 2013. Quizá solo me alcances con tus manos. Y el resto sea imposible. Quizá los nudos en tus dedos atiendan mi llamado. La punta de tus nervios sacuda cada vértebra. Y cojees buscando el nuevo paso. Quizá te enlace por fin a mi horizonte,. Y en nuestra babel cotidiana. Del futuro atrapado en el. Mientras mis manos arrugan las tuyas. Para sostener tu tacto en los días de infortunio. Quizá no alcance este espíritu condenado. A las letras y sus agujeros.