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Then the moon cried real white tears.
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In a rousing show of support for guns and the owners who love them, the Legislature passed and Governor Greg Abbott gleefully signed a law proclaiming April 15 as Take Your Gun to Work Day in Texas.
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They may have heard parts of it, the memoir in me. Then I took a trip—to New York, though they wouldn't have known where—and when I returned, I was entirely mum unless I had the phone with me.
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Night fell and the photographer slept, one hand between Prue's legs.
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"...they ran shirtless like pagans under southern stars."
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Moving is like moving upstream, like swimming underwater against a mighty current. You are salmon people: pink, vulnerable.
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Even solid seeming concrete creeps/
in time to form the faint smile of deflection./
A marble rolls along the catenary grin.
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My round belly is deflating. I disappear a little more by the day. It's been weeks. Soon, I may not even be here.
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Didn't Max Perkins die, like they said?
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What I wanted was long-in-the-sheets sex...
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...her touch held such wisdom that it put babies to sleep...
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Accept that your husband's heart always belonged to his first love. You should've noticed sooner because she works in your building and won't look you in the eye. She takes the stairs because you ride the elevator.
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The story of my life/
would put insomniacs to sleep.
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You say boxer briefs, I say pillbox hats
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Each death a sonnet, every grief / fourteen lines.
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TRAVELING NORTH Though you are dead now. Though I walk covered in dust through this strip mall in Iowa. I remember the collection of tendencies that led me here. The flat landscape. The blazing heat of cornfields. The landscape and body are one…
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On the eve of celebrating their patron saint at the public house, one of his particularly cabbaged mates was bold enough to ask him about his cranial deformity.
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With such demeaning precarity, I can’t read/
anything more than a thousand words
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I walk by the hotel where Esenin hanged himself.
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It was in the last expulsion/explosion (theories differ) that we became OneWith. Tsunami. Seism. Zud. All matter cast out outcast came back like a gangster on crack. What did it think it was? Who do we think we are? It thinks we think it thinks…
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Some women, it is said, like to fuck.
This book--The I Hate to Fuck Book--is not for them.
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Cinnamon and smoke
infuse the days that shorten,
chill, accelerate.
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Because she is waiting, seated on my hotel bed, making comments about my sonic white toothbrush being a vibrator, telling me she's bi, gorgeous with her poly-amorous discussion and long brown curling hair, with her fawn-like face and delicate breasts, wit
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Why was it so difficult to move / toward anything?
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. . was the earliest born of the not-so-great Pedantic Poets . .
. . beleaguered by family financial crises that continued to the beginning of his life, he suffered periods of deep elation . .
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Keisha was the name she gave us. She said she had no father and no last name. We wrote her down as Keisha B. We already had a Keisha A. She was about twelve though she told us fourteen. Her eyes were older than we dared think. We knew her mother had been murdered and that's…
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