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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>I write short stories. That’s kind of my deal. You might find the odd poem on here too. I enjoy wasting my time writing fiction instead of doing coursework for my degree.</description><title>And then the shark killed no one.</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @themanwholikespants)</generator><link>http://themanwholikespants.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>For The Dexter Fans</title><description>
Anybody else love Showtime&amp;#8217;s TV hit Dexter? I loved it so much that I decided to write an...</description><link>http://themanwholikespants.tumblr.com/post/26900824871</link><guid>http://themanwholikespants.tumblr.com/post/26900824871</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Jul 2012 08:37:11 -0400</pubDate><category>dexter</category><category>article</category><category>writing</category><category>TV</category><category>tqsmagazine</category><category>cinema</category><category>fiction</category><category>review</category></item><item><title>Return of the Whateveriamsupposedtobe</title><description>
The more alert readers among you will have noticed my absence from the Tumblr webscape over the...</description><link>http://themanwholikespants.tumblr.com/post/26410260885</link><guid>http://themanwholikespants.tumblr.com/post/26410260885</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Jul 2012 04:42:22 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Subsonnetry</title><description>One forged for me, she stands before the storm.Two chocolate eyes melt civilised monsters,Her tongue...</description><link>http://themanwholikespants.tumblr.com/post/21325415041</link><guid>http://themanwholikespants.tumblr.com/post/21325415041</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Apr 2012 10:55:50 -0400</pubDate><category>poetry</category><category>subsonnetry</category><category>sonnet</category></item><item><title>"Nothing that is so is so."</title><description>““Nothing that is so is so.”” - Feste, Twelfth Night (IV.i.9), William...</description><link>http://themanwholikespants.tumblr.com/post/20846204743</link><guid>http://themanwholikespants.tumblr.com/post/20846204743</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Apr 2012 12:15:17 -0400</pubDate><category>shakespeare</category><category>literature</category><category>quote</category><category>feste</category><category>twelfth night</category><category>lit</category></item><item><title>Dragon With Toast</title><description>‘You&amp;#8230; excuse me?’
‘Yeah, no, I&amp;#8230;’
Drink. It’s an expensive red, it needs to be...</description><link>http://themanwholikespants.tumblr.com/post/20720044113</link><guid>http://themanwholikespants.tumblr.com/post/20720044113</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Apr 2012 12:48:07 -0400</pubDate><category>fiction</category><category>writing</category><category>dragon with toast</category><category>short stories</category><category>writing</category><category>writers</category></item><item><title>"I am not drinking a hundred bottles of wine in one night. Otherwise, I would die."</title><description>““I am not drinking a hundred bottles of wine in one night. Otherwise, I would...</description><link>http://themanwholikespants.tumblr.com/post/20545415251</link><guid>http://themanwholikespants.tumblr.com/post/20545415251</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Apr 2012 17:06:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Hollow Box</title><description>They season the mud,Nature’s blood, its testimony proclaimingAncestral pride, and a glimmer of...</description><link>http://themanwholikespants.tumblr.com/post/20544463904</link><guid>http://themanwholikespants.tumblr.com/post/20544463904</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Apr 2012 16:49:52 -0400</pubDate><category>poetry</category><category>poem</category><category>hollow box</category><category>lit</category><category>literature</category><category>books</category><category>writing</category><category>writers</category></item><item><title>Spider's Legs</title><description>&amp;#8212; and thus the world is bornOut of lashing light, light withoutWarmth. Too much kindness was...</description><link>http://themanwholikespants.tumblr.com/post/20346481711</link><guid>http://themanwholikespants.tumblr.com/post/20346481711</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Apr 2012 08:49:00 -0400</pubDate><category>poetry</category><category>lit</category><category>literature</category><category>writing</category><category>writers</category><category>spider's legs</category><category>books</category></item><item><title>Easy Invitations</title><description>No no no, see
THAT is where you are wrong and nobody else
Is right. You want the hole filled but it...</description><link>http://themanwholikespants.tumblr.com/post/20315029089</link><guid>http://themanwholikespants.tumblr.com/post/20315029089</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Apr 2012 19:03:25 -0400</pubDate><category>poetry</category><category>lit</category><category>literature</category><category>writers</category><category>writing</category><category>easy invitations</category><category>free verse</category><category>books</category></item><item><title>Upon Reading 'Fight Club'</title><description>
Last night, I read the final chapter of Chuck Palahniuk&amp;#8217;s career-making novel, Fight...</description><link>http://themanwholikespants.tumblr.com/post/20219875644</link><guid>http://themanwholikespants.tumblr.com/post/20219875644</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 Mar 2012 07:27:00 -0400</pubDate><category>cinema</category><category>fight club</category><category>film</category><category>lit</category><category>literature</category><category>prose</category><category>review</category><category>nonfiction</category></item><item><title>Will's Window</title><description>I think it was a Friday afternoon when Will came scrambling to my doorstep, because there was that...</description><link>http://themanwholikespants.tumblr.com/post/20192724981</link><guid>http://themanwholikespants.tumblr.com/post/20192724981</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Mar 2012 19:09:00 -0400</pubDate><category>books</category><category>fiction</category><category>lit</category><category>literature</category><category>short stories</category><category>writers</category><category>prose</category></item><item><title>Hence The Tapping Sound Just Disappears</title><description> &amp;#8230; When the cuff pressure is reduced and becomes equal to the systolic pressure, then the...</description><link>http://themanwholikespants.tumblr.com/post/20012779951</link><guid>http://themanwholikespants.tumblr.com/post/20012779951</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Mar 2012 12:49:00 -0400</pubDate><category>books</category><category>fiction</category><category>lit</category><category>literature</category><category>short stories</category><category>writers</category><category>prose</category></item><item><title>Stone-Cold Joyful</title><description>It is cold in here, even though we jump and twist
To thumps in the floor; friction does us no...</description><link>http://themanwholikespants.tumblr.com/post/20012147224</link><guid>http://themanwholikespants.tumblr.com/post/20012147224</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Mar 2012 12:30:00 -0400</pubDate><category>poetry</category><category>writers</category><category>literature</category><category>lit</category><category>writing</category><category>books</category></item><item><title>My hair covers up the holes in my head.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m1jw4yWN3E1rsbnivo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;My hair covers up the holes in my head.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://themanwholikespants.tumblr.com/post/20010932863</link><guid>http://themanwholikespants.tumblr.com/post/20010932863</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Mar 2012 11:53:00 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
