Findings:

• I dreamed of her pulse long before I took it from her
• Funny -- she looks much smaller from outside her head
• 'twas the telltale tink-tock of marionettes, he felt certain, that jingle-jangled from behind her shower curtain
• Who shall deliver me from the body of this death?
• Things I've learned from living with an unwed mother and her two small children
• From Her to Eternity
• If her secrets spilled from her eyes into his
• Her body my platter, my secret her joy
• the linear and the docile go feral at her command. we're on the run from rogue rivers and predatory trains.
• She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
• unwinding from the day
• To Her Body
• sunset rainwater turns her sidewalk chalk-art into a sherbert delight; a surprise gift from chaos that tumbles her like tinkling bells onto the wet grass
• Today I clean her little fingerprints from my window
• Inches away from her face
• I watched her from afar
• I hide in the darkness of the cry that comes from her throat
• how many bird nests would be made from her lovely hair
• Including her knees and a dragon made from a sock
• Her Body Had Knots and Hollows
• Looking back from time to time, her tears falling fast
• I tried to memorise her, from beginning to end
• Saturday night, the words falling from her lips
• from Brooklyn to Okinawa, two Christmas cards at sea
• It would be a less interesting world if we all walked and skipped alike, and never fell from bicycles.
• Say that turning a teenage girl to stone is depriving the world of her
• I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
• I still find strands of her hair in bed
• It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
• Nice Legs, Shame About Her Face
• Documenta, the Child-Bride, bares her legs for the Ravenous Wolves of the Grey Hour
• Her smile could light up a three-story building
• Tender girl sipping and planning out her future
• The portion of her face she allows me to see
• At night, her eyes closed, she would
• And her legs went on forever, like staring up at infinity
• I set my sister up with her husband, and all I got was this great dress and a trip to Hawaii
• Her hips made waves against his shore
• She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
• Just because I'm nice to her doesn't mean I want to fuck her
• you never felt her hot blood on your face but, hey, who's keeping track
• Her disconjugate smile
• Bath & Body Works
• And her heart stopped beating.
• body chemistry
• The Venusian Kazoo: The Art of Buzzing the Clitoris with Your Lips to Give Her a Mind-Blowing Orgasm
• Hands on a Hard Body
• The shadows made her look a little treacherous.
• The Light of the Body
• body image fixation
• Clinton Body Count
• The Body Shop
• gaseous exchange in the body
• Need New Body
• body clock
• the female body in islam
• Your Body is a Disneyland
• Hating religion is different from hating an ethnic group
• Archived E2 FAQ: Links (superdoc)
• Any sufficiently advanced music is indistinguishable from MIDI
• The "running from the explosion" scene
• Scenes from "Politian"
• A Chronology of Communication from electricity to electronics
• Eddie from Ohio
• Take a day, plant some trees, may they shade you from me
• A Letter from Grant Richards to James Joyce, May 16, 1906
• Letter from Birmingham Jail 2
• Having gotten myself into a position where I can have my cake and eat it too, I feel no compulsion to get up from the table
• Keep Napster and other peer-to-peer apps from eating your school's bandwidth
• If you press your ear to the wrist of the world you can hear every heartbeat from the beginning of time
• From Genesis to Revelation
• You can tell a lot about a person from their e-mail address
• News From the Future
• The Adventures of Tom Bombadil and other verses from The Red Book
• A letter from Ezra Pound to James Joyce
• The people from work table
• Profiteering from the euro changeover
• Getting food from outdoor restaurant tables
• Magic smoke from fingertips
• A Visit From St. Jude
• Letter from Seiji Koga to Kazuo Kubota, dated 1806
• Happy Birthday From Planet Motherfucker
• Of the Sword that Sigmund, Volsung's son, drew from the Branstock
• From Bradford-on-Avon to Avoncliff
• Aromatherapy from ancient times
• Mademoiselle from Armentieres
• It is not instruction, but provocation, that I can receive from another soul.
• How to make LSD from Fosters Beer
• Letters from children
• From the Earth to the Moon: 6: Permissive Limits of Ignorance and Belief in the United States
• argument from criteria
• blink fades from you
• Building a patio from a book during largely unfavorable weather
• The Man from the Diogenes Club
• From far, from eve and morning
• Found Poem: From a Study on Reading Habits, Grade 1 Responses
• “I want to make the milk,” or, More Tales from Youth
• From five to death and back
• Escape from Hell Dvd
• An internet big enough to give you everything you want to read is an internet big enough to take from you everything you want to read
• The Terrier from Beyond Space
• a weather report from five hundred thousand years ago?
• Usually, if you've seen one bald man in a robe, you've seen 'em all, but most of them aren't burning alive from the inside out
• gnarls and snarls from the Goblin Market (category)
• Blast From The Present
• From stars just out of reach
• For Emily, Whenever I May Find Her
• I was sure it was her
• Don't Kill Her Daddy with Careless Talk
• Her raised middle finger came into focus
• standing off to the side of the lobby, watching the hostess adjust her hair
• For my last trick, I made her disappear
• Letting it go to her head
• Bernice Bobs Her Hair II
• Her eyes were beautiful in the moonlight
• Sleep to Dream Her
• Call her up, tell her how love is not a question.
• wake up and find her still there
• Bai Her 1 (user)
• Her Vision of Heaven
• The clockwork of her mind is unravelling, bits and pieces coarse with emotion
• And she's walking as if her feet hurt
• Herr Riedel (user)
• body art
• I still find her feathers
• Measurements based on the human body
• John Brown's Body
• Free body diagram
• Bodies are vehicles
• Mind, Body, Spirit
• body squib
• Polar body twinning
• Upper body strikes
• amusing in the closet as pieces of my body
• Our bodies pool and break like a moon over water.
• Escape From New York
• Christmas Card from a Hooker in Minneapolis
• Why I am going to pretend I am a girl online from now on
• The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas
• Are guys who get blowjobs from guys straight?
• How to watch the stars from a secluded island
• eaten from the inside
• Having to sit next to my ex on my flight from Chicago
• When people ask "Where are you from?" I have to think for a minute
• How I was thrown from a car at 45 mph
• Made from the best stuff on earth
• Removing marriage from government recognized relationship contracts
• The Miraculous Hump Returns From the Moon
• from the teens to the thirties
• Person from Porlock
• Moving a SharePoint portal from one drive to another
• Warning from Dual Shock instructions on the Sony Playstation
• The world from a Vespa
• Cleo from 5 to 7
• A month from a skylark, a half from a finch, a little from a wagtail and not a day from a swallow
• Kids from the short bus
• From The Mars Hotel
• Ecstasy and relief from Parkinson's Disease
• Thanks from our Hearts
• Connections in a group from kisses
• You have been paroled from participation in the Capitalist Project
• Reconstructing a function from its gradient
• Making a smoker from a used oven
• How to remove "tagging" information from NT-based FTP sites
• Nuggets II: Original Artyfacts From The British Empire & Beyond
• Letter from the commandancy of the Alamo
• The threat of freedom
• Extracting a snapped bolt from its thread
• from now on, I can bring my stick in the house; from now on, I can poke my stick at the wall
• View from the Goodyear Blimp
• Round the Moon: 22: Recovered from the Sea
• Notes From The Underground: Underground III
• Maggie from Dallas (user)
• Fruit cut from the vine, forgot and left to rot, long before it was time
• Where songs that are played around campfires with a harmonica come from
• Ungrammatical Poem in an email from India
• from where I stand I can see they have already won
• I Eat Books from Cover to Cover
• A line from Brigadoon
• Hideous things from Outside
• They protect us from danger by harming us before we can harm ourselves
• "Bass Players": From the life of the composer as a young man.

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