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"i can't sleep in."
More about Adam
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Schools:
Madison Central High School, Attended 1992 - 1996, Class of 1996
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College/University:
University of Arkansas - Fayetteville, Attended 2001 - 2004, Class of 2004, Master's Degree, Creative Writing -- MFA University of Southern Mississippi, Attended 1999 - 2001, Class of 2001, Master's Degree, English / Creative Writing University of Southern Mississippi, Attended 1996 - 1999, Class of 1999, Bachelor's Degree, English
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Occupation:
teacher
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Affiliations:
Typo Magazine
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Hobbies and Interests:
fly fishing, baseball, birds
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Favorite Music:
andrew bird, wilco, silver jews
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Zodiac Sign:
Cancer
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About Me:
i can't sleep in.
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in deadly sleep
And its fallen Emanation. The Spectre
& its cruel Shadow.
I see the Past, Present, & Future,
existing all at once
Before me; O Divine Spirit sustain me
on thy wings!
That I may awake Albion from his long &
cold repose.
For Bacon & Newton sheathed in dismal
steel, their terrors hang
Like iron scourges over Albion,
Reasonings like vast Serpents
Infold around my limbs, bruising my
minute articulations
together...this was back when the
Ferguson Funeral Parlor was our
biggest hang out. Moody, silly,
funny, smart, brotherly, sad, happy.
I still think of Adam every time I
hear Counting Crows. Sorry that I
squeezed your hand so hard, Adam. I
was trying to stop from slipping to
pieces.
and i slept in the same room together.
on seperate beds. probably facing
different walls. it was hot though. i
think that's what happened.
grows directly out of a can of pabst
blue ribbon
indeed it does
i've seen it
and looks like a sweet guy, but he
brings trouble with him wherever he
goes.
hotter'n a fish sandwich in July, Adam
leaves the multitudes confused and
pregnant, staring at the trail of
Miller High Life cans in his wake.
Adam, you can go back to bed bc your
day is complete!
heart and calls me "doll" and is always
up for secret-telling. I still have his
Ted Leo CD. I am bad.