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in my dream I was grasping / the cellophane silk / of their wings
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I think that I shall never see Fair use of the apostrophe - A tiny mark to show possession Or to indicate compression Of two different words. This rather unassuming curve Is spent so recklessly On random…
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"Your father is in the emergency room. You should come."
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He tips the last pill into his mouth. Tower bells begin to chime. Swallows unlatch from a trellis and flutter into the square, peck at crumbs around the fountain. A woman reaches into her carpet bag and pulls out a handful of teeth, tosses them to the birds. They crunch…
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How could one know the spinster from the spin?
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He disliked intrusion and very specifically innocuous intrusion, nice guys, one might say, those who tried to be near him to learn something from him or who admired him but who, as in that passage, came merely to disturb his work.
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I told her I didn't love her. She said love wasn't important; she wanted to marry a man she could respect.
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He died a printer finding late/
after so much selling himself selling/
a craft that pleased and paid enough
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I crawl under a table in the kitchen and listen to the women talk.
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I cannot begin to list all the ways this conversation can go downhill from here, so I hang up the phone quietly.
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Traveling with a live chicken on a city bus is an experience I hope never to repeat.
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Lights of human occupation burn/
in patterns like the growth/
of a bacillus, lethal and prodigious,
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who wears his knife on his tongue.
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how much more baby
when I'm a born farrier?”
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I stood at attention, wearing my brown shirt, crisp and military-creased.
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When you say they were too big, too wild, they weren't too big to be giants. Giants are meant to dwarf things. They can't help it. They're not trying to make you feel helpless to give them a haircut. They just grow fast. But they…
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We can imagine an escalator as being a (conveyor) belt between two different states of consciousness. On the one hand (beginning or end, depending on how you see it) the lower (or higher) level, and on the other hand a progression or pro-‘motion’ of the f
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I am i said pursued by the feeling of being watched.You are she said -- by yourself. As in a dream, a dream you know you're dreaming. Which changes nothing.We are she said watching from the mezzanine, half-above, at once a part and apart.
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Did you ever know a guy like this? @.@
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She felt like she was turning into someone else, someone who appeared normal. She would be inundated with everyone else's ideas, morphing into an insipid lemming, smiling and bantering about mindless things. She wouldn't even care she had changed...
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You became drunk rather quickly, which stands to reason since you eat so little. You set the pace by drinking two, sometimes three drinks, to my single beverage, and when I finished my drink you'd hand me yours. You didn't know it but I would usually abandon your cast off…
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Just let there be that self-moving thing, a sweet girl mentioned by innocence in an off moment because of her skin, because of the way rain beads up on it.
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Ashford Garth Willingsham IV stood looking out at the Gulf of Mexico from his mansion on Longboat Key. In his right hand was a letter from his divorce lawyer, Reynard Foxx...
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1. Lost in the Vision Matrix, J0hn Clare transmitted a distress signal designed to be audible only to himself.2. T S El10t ran on a complex algorithm that produced seemingly fragmentary results. However, if you run Imagewise an underlying order appears.3. C0ler1dge suffered…
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Perhaps it is not the tie itself but the way I have it threaded around my neck that offends him; the words “Little Miss Bronx” are clearly visible on the front.
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Does sound shape silence/
or silence shape sound?
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He stood outside of the brown tri-level, motionless except for the slight tremble in his hand as he read the letter he’d been putting off reading for what felt like an eternity. His eyes grazed the page in silence and processed the words in a cavern
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