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After seventeen years of struggling to wake up early in the morning, I had managed to wake up on my own. Actually, I think it was because I was unable to sleep that I was up so early. I had laid on the bed all night, staring at the dark ceiling, taking in every…
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“Cheng Ho didn’t go just Cape Horn; treasure ships visit Australia and America. His very advanced compass. Not just point north-south. Show east-west too.”
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I can’t hold a job
I can’t hold a hammer
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Traveling in half-lit fluorescence, she smiles up at me, pale and strained
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Let routine/
propel you through/
the day after/
the day before.
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Love to everyone.In spite of painterschest deep in the wheat fields. Of poets inthe belfry. Bird flu.Love to everyone.In spite of rats asbig as dogs in NewYork city. Or blueplastic bags stuck onbranches. Whales beachingthemselves. Everyone'sgone to the moon. Loveto…
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Picking up a perfect stranger—perfect meaning dead, in this case—and shaping him into the man you’d want him to be is not so easy.
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-- Adultery I took her out to a drive-in movie and we had sex in the back seat of my car. Then went into the concession stand to get something sweet after so much sex, and everyone was in there doing the same thing, you could tell by…
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“What would you think if I committed adultery?”
She pauses very briefly before replying.
“What, you got time on your hands?”
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The afternoon my little sister won her first U.S. Open, I was also busy, having strenuous sex with David Solemn, a man I’d met earlier that morning at Dunkin Donuts. We did it on the white living room carpet in my parent’s new Connecticut house while
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Published writers will tell you that the most important thing you can do as a beginning writer is to know your markets! So this month, we'll talk about two of the markets open to you and your riveting but as yet unpublished prose -- Fling Magazine and Clubhouse…
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The president is truculent today.
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... I know all about ax murderers because Elmo, my uncle by marriage to my sister who never had any sense was one. He done killed six women in a farm outside of Topeka in the space of they say three minutes, including my sister and her bingo friends . . .
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Touch these words with your mind. They will create an elephant with an unidentifiable itch.
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leave a trail of potential weapons dropped from your shaking hands. you must always make it easy for him to follow.
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Beware of shouting Dress Barn, Dress Barn! when having an orgasm
And don’t tell him you were seeing Starbucks when you came
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Dizzy but still alive
Inside this conversation
I ask if you have a sister
And if she'll know me
If I'm with you.
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it acquires a fine translucence
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The next morning, I was shaved, skinned and stuffed like a Thanksgiving turkey for its untimely demise.
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the only safe place for him was anywhere he and Barkley could huddle,
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I flung the basketball at the hoop and Cooper shagged the ball. He was the luckiest bastard I knew. ...
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The next week, she sends a small white box in the mail / with tissue paper, a ceramic mold the color of bleached bone—
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when the mirror cracks
my eyes won't cry
it's a perfectly
respectable (romance)
between her and i
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Two lovers — their genders / faces / social identities / etc. up to the viewer’s imagination (though I caution you, dear reader, not to imagine yourself in this role due to the psychic intensity of the following passages) — writhe against each other
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You haven't lived until she dances just for you ..
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The questions piled up so high I thought I'd neverget through the door.The ease of alcohol, the incline of submission. Guttural sounds and spittle.Wipe down the morning afterwith a shower.Redress in last night's clothes.There's coffee if you want it.Sincerity too -no,…
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The renegade states- Virginia, Georgia,/
Texas, and the rest- should have lost their names
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The world is full of dead dogs
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The night she left she claimed she fucked Bukowski.
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