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		<title>Self-Preservation: The making of.</title>
		<link>http://leahjohnston.com/art/2010/03/self-preservation-the-making-of/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 10 Mar 2010 07:07:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Leah Johnston</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Originally we were going to wrap me up in duct tape, which I thought would be rather painful in contact with my skin, so I geared up head to toe in this dorky out:

Upon beginning the mummification process, we realized this would look too shiny, so we went back to the store and got a [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Art of Extraction</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Mar 2010 05:49:04 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Leah Johnston</dc:creator>
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I&#8217;m a bit obsessed with the idea of truth and trying to ascertain what people&#8217;s individual truths are. It&#8217;s a recurring theme in my relationships. I suppose it&#8217;s a symptom of being an overly honest/naive person, and coming to find out that much of the world is run on lies and deceit. From intimate relationships [...]]]></description>
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		<title>An Unforeseen Calling</title>
		<link>http://leahjohnston.com/art/2010/03/an-unforeseen-calling/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Mar 2010 05:47:18 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Leah Johnston</dc:creator>
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It&#8217;s strange how life calls you in unexpected directions, in spite of all your plans. When I moved to New York at 17, I really felt I was following my destiny: to study musical theatre and pursue a career on Broadway. And while I still carry the hope that I will one day be able [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Perilous Nest</title>
		<link>http://leahjohnston.com/art/2010/03/perilous-nest/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Mar 2010 05:45:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Leah Johnston</dc:creator>
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This is Brooke. We met up in L.A. yesterday and drove to Malibu to take some photos. It was such a blast! She is such a wonderful person and so much fun to be around. It was really interesting getting a glimpse into her life and seeing some of the incredible settings she shoots in. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Like dying in my sleep</title>
		<link>http://leahjohnston.com/art/2010/02/in-my-sleep/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Feb 2010 02:53:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Leah Johnston</dc:creator>
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Like a footprint slowly fading,
like a snowman in the heat,
you will leave me,
softly,
gently,
just like
dying in my sleep.
***
Happy Valentines Day! Nothing like a depressing break-up poem &#38; pic to celebrate the holiday!
On a personal note, I am so sick of taking photos in this bed! I even went so far as to attempt  this photo [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Incident</title>
		<link>http://leahjohnston.com/art/2010/02/the-incident/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Feb 2010 06:31:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Leah Johnston</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The day had gone
Unnoticed
For several years.
And the incident
Which we do not speak of
Had been hidden like the innards of
A morgue
Slipped between the pages
Of an old dusty book
That I never cared to open
Again.
You pulled it out
Tonight.
You had saved it
On your computer
So that you wouldn’t forget
That which I couldn’t.
That day:
March 6, 2006
So.
I am
Shocked
That I still have the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Sinister Magnetism</title>
		<link>http://leahjohnston.com/art/2010/02/love_like_suicide/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 10 Feb 2010 22:03:07 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Leah Johnston</dc:creator>
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Your love
Like suicide
Has its sinister magnetism
That draws me to the edge of the blade
As I’m cutting through the carrots
Or pulls me up dangerously close
To the side of the freeway
Where I can feel the breath of violence
Chase along my skin
As the Big Rigs rush recklessly past
Your hand
Between my thighs
Brings forth that kind of violence
Shaking me
Like a [...]]]></description>
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		<title>&#8216;Work&#8217;</title>
		<link>http://leahjohnston.com/art/2010/02/work/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Feb 2010 03:38:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Leah Johnston</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I assault the world
with my whining,
with my &#8216;work&#8217;,
as though
that meant something,
as if
I were
more than a loser
rotting in a rented room.
People are dying
in Haiti,
I&#8217;m told.
Some of them
children.
I throw
ten bucks
at the issue,
tell it
to go away,
so I can go back
to whining
about the fact that
you left me
again.
Alone on
a Friday night.
Nothing else for me
but the work.
 ]]></description>
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		<title>You plucked my love, but it grew back.</title>
		<link>http://leahjohnston.com/art/2010/01/lesson/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Jan 2010 16:15:40 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Leah Johnston</dc:creator>
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I taught
my arms
to stop
reaching for you.
my eyes
to stop
searching for you.
my lips
to stop speaking
your name.
but, my heart-
oh
my heart.

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		<title>Stillborn</title>
		<link>http://leahjohnston.com/art/2010/01/stillborn/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 22 Jan 2010 04:39:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Leah Johnston</dc:creator>
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You enter
Like a stranger
You take me
Like a thief
I cling in solemn silence
Like a fated autumn leaf
My body
Like a glacier
Your body
Like a storm
Our fingers reaching out for love
That hasn’t yet been born
The sins
Of this transfusion
Like a needle
Like a knife
Will pierce the perfect veil
Upon this newly christened life
And so we move with chaos
And so we flirt with [...]]]></description>
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