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Before he was Francesco Martinelli
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-Love is a rushing
of blood
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I dreamt once
a child’s drawing of a house
all scribbly black crayon
swayback roof crooked
chimney. God, do you
remember how cold it was
that night?
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It’s not that cold but the cold that is/
penetrates layered cloth and soft skin/
to chill the blood in its capillaries
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Those socks? Nope. I'd look like the joker in the commercial, the creep with the pollen issues and the triangular smile. What a genius. It's the part off-screen I can't forget, the part they left on the editing reel. She's crumbling the crackers into her soup, that dry…
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I clearly see the squirrels of
negativity all around me
or at least I sense that
they are there,
filling in the blank spaces
as I read down the page
prior to arriving at
the meaning of everything.
The greenness of figs
before they
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I, like Sara, am the last of my kind still activated. I am a Machine of Loving Grace.
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Thankfully I don't have to share my Jim Beam with the cat.
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Perhaps my grandparents, Fred and Lela, when they were growing up....
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By the time the oceans rise/
enough for Kansans to care about,
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I ask for your patience with this form message, as it is part of a system that ensures
every submissive ex lover is considered separately, since I am involved in a lot of anonymous sex.
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The thing Bentley remembered most about her was she had no body odor. None.
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It was Warren who introduced me to this bouncer fellow named John O’Toole. Warren met O’Toole and his wife, Angelina, through the dark prison poet Eugene Forcer. Forcer and O’Toole were the best of friends until a riff erupted between them one drunken n
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Energy is constant though it may manifest/
as dust motes atop the housing of your monitor/
and in the fibers of the filter of your fan coil unit
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Before the saw came my fist through the wall. Now I kneel on the crumbled drywall in my son's closet holding a flashlight, peering into the hole at the plumbing parts I'm supposed to replace. On the other side of the wall the bathtub faucet drips. It is my second…
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Four in the morning. I was awake because I'm always awake. There were little fog-halos around the streetlights.
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At the third or fourth discotheque I drink so much I accidentally find myself happy.
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So many opportunities for mud
can be found in these hills,
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take out the yellowed recipes/
left by mothers and grandmothers—//
perhaps the great aunt who never married—
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It was the first time I had ever seen a possession.
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I'd been working for two years as a barista in a Starbuck's in a giant, two-story Borders in an upscale mall on Rt. 355, a main artery between Washington D.C., and Frederick, Maryland. I'd finished my M.F.A in 2000 and was trying to build up steam for more grad…
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Your self-effacement hid/
so much of you//
until you died and the full/
inked legacy shown in light
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Bare feet on hardwood floor
Twists into circles
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The strange bones of language
wander the room.
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Once, when he had been married for a year, she sent him a card which said, "If you have seen a cat smoke a pipe, you have got it made." There was an illustration of a big, black panther, standing up on its hind legs, smoking what looked like a big tub of
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Alright is alright but alright is a state of mind, right?
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Running into the fire, the smoke and the chaos;
selfless first responders, innocent bystanders,
and dedicated runners
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