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That sound. Bone against bone. Skin across skin. Blood fraying into the unknown dark. He loved that sound.
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True story, I swear to God.
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The P-36 used for gunnery exercises was twitchy and stubborn...
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Ellie's got two parrots. She owns the house down the block to the left where the golf club owner fixes her grounds and garage because he can't stop working on his vacation. …
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Ellie's got two parrots. She owns the house down the block to the left where the golf club owner fixes her grounds and garage because he can't stop working on his vacation. You'd think he…
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I start with a morsel of truth, then hide it with lies...
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Let your father stay
through that dinner
when his mistress needed him,
while your mother was on the verge.
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Mid-Dawn//Mid-Dusk -- Wait for me.
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There are no city-chewed streets,/
only white and lilac blooming dogwood trees.
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Then the moon cried real white tears.
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I am in a war against the literal. I have sewn these words together to make a stand of birch. I wander the earth gathering moon shadows and swords. Kerosene dots punctuate the Dakota night. An apparition of words hops through a calculus problem and falls into a…
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Mom wraps a bulky-knit scarf around my face and over my mouth. She tightens it into a big knot in back of my collar.
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One dinner party, two couples, three bottles of wine.
A moonbeam shone on the balcony. They felt a slight shifting under their chairs and heard a quiet scraping sound, then the apartment slid out from the building and lifted away.
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I was about to answer when that something emerged from the woods. It was not an animal, after all, but a woman dressed all in brown. She approached our porch windows. I shuddered and turned away. But her coming was inevitable. When I turned back, she
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He slathered the glue on my scalp and talked non-stop about Harlem. Electrodes or nodes, I never asked which, would measure something inside my head. I doubt they actually did though, measure anything. I've had the pleasure of having wires glued to my skull before and have…
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I do not think it good that you, any of you, know what I mean when I say “MIG arrangement.”
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I walked the desert of the sun. Light was the sage, the Joshua, and the wild grass.
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Emma pushes through the door of the corner market, aiming briskly for her car, keys in one hand, grocery bag in the other, shoulder bag slung. Best not to make eye contact with the loitering boozers and bikers from the bar next door. Double take. Can't…
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She is too stylish to be crazy, is what the migrant probably thinks. And he's right.
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A friend's remark about androgyny, "it's overrated," she said.
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She offers the girl a seat, asks her to stay for a minute, but she can’t, she just came by to say hello, and don’t you like my new raincoat?
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Unadorned tragedies pinpoint the worst angles of the road; simple crosses or bouquets line boulders painted with car crash smoke or skid marks that tiptoe to the edge of cliffs and then, apparently, leap.
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Miguel's mom told everyone if you pressed your ear against the knot, Jesus would tell you special secrets.
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“Hi, I'm Mike, and I don't wanna work ... Wanna play foos?”
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He arched an eyebrow. He was "thinking" — a tricky thing to do, when you never read, even the newspaper.
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When he smashed his plate in my lap, the dog hung around, licking my wrist and hoping that he would get some milk, too. With my luck, he'd jump in the pool, getting grass clippings all over the edge. My nails were sharp that day, I had to cut them, and I did while…
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The last time she wore fur-lined gloves...
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I can barely pick out the numbers on the houses
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Dexter is a demon. He called me an over-accessorized hot spot yesterday evening and FYI: he didn’t even kiss me. I slammed the door and left my own apartment. I slept in my car.
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Can we meet in the desert,
I will stand with a cactus flower clenched
between my teeth and balance en pointe.
I will tame snakes and find your serpent
tongue with my eyes closed.
I will usher in the clouds, when it grows hot,
and, should you becom
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