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In the words of that great philosopher Hunter S. Thompson, "When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro."
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Sand atop a trickling potentially,where roundabout rides hideunbegun business, the trickling of sand at any moment.
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In my seriousness I am not making the case that none of “this” (our contemporaneity, our historical moment) “matters”.
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Little mercy, ten fingers, ten toes.
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We lay in what we have made, minute fleshy bullets in the target we have made.
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I sat on the corner of her desk ... Angela Merkel can be a sweetie when she wants to be.
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The cellar smelled like an aroused muskrat.
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Often we sit in silence and age. We are observers of dust, fashioning ourselves into antiques.
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The Lake I. When the weather was nice, the fisherman and his girl spread a blanket over the shore's rough sand and watched the cargo ships cleave their way to the…
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She laughed as she stuck up the word flaccid,
it kept falling down
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I remember the first time I saw her. I'd just pushed through the crowded bar and waited to place my order.
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a man sees salamander bands / a-cracklin on the scree
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This morning I found
A big black crow
Working over a flattened
Squirrel in the middle
Of the road
First day of winter
Longest night
Shortest day
No problem
The rest of the year
Should be a breeze
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beat them with fists and purses.
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We write poetry, but are unable to calm ourselves. We need more men of the world (like you) who are not too much amazed by experience. Men who can lead a dual life. Who have sexuality but remain detached, whole. The bodily, the sensual, easy give and ta
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Rowan’s arm burned and throbbed like the center of a neutron star as it went critical for minutes turned inside-out like hours. Standing in a wall, then huddled underneath the couch, she danced around the rim of consciousness, ripping at the seams of her
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no rule says an imaginary friend has to be a good one
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He switches to quantum mechanics
and starts tinkering with his sleeve
memorizing a theorem
he'd figure out
if he had the time
for a deep breath,
he takes a deep breath.
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All I wanted to know was: Am I coming close? You could have given me a clue. How was I to know how deep the scar ran? I always thought scars were superficial, but I was young, and willing – what did I know?
What would they have done if they had come
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He is sitting in the infinite rain
and the water is making him some infinite silhouette
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When I left my wife, I got the birds. Two parakeets, blue and yellow, male and female. They were loud, messy and, because my ex rarely cleaned their cage, smelly. So I got them. At first, I called him Rod and her Tippy. Rod Taylor and Tippy Hedren? The Bi
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Style Shifts “Oh, yes, my cousin. We were rude boys until the armed gangs started to gather. Used to be we could pass a night driving, playing our songs, acting tough. Yeah. We'd mouth off, flash some teeth, spark some anger when we felt like it. We…
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The clink of metal on metal does not disturb her.
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Marie and Mary lay side by side, partitioned by flimsy blue vinyl on cheap plastic rollers.
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Love comes and goes as it pleases. Plant lives matter you know. Isn't it so obvious? I'm sure you've noticed or felt like you've been here before. Maybe forever. Just ask any hand-held camera or open book. Well. How many times can we…
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Into the bowl I put Tales from the Crypt, The Far Side and an episode of Numbers. Wisked for a moment, then let the dough rise.
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Here's to the new, trying ever so hard but not too hardto have an audience with their own personal God ontheir own super duper terms, wonder kids. Aren't theybeautiful, one of a kind cells, Ladies and Gentlemen? Thepaint job alone is worth the…
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“It’s about basic working conditions!” she says, rubbing ice cubes on her nipples.
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Have you ever seen a body of words give birth to a paragraph? I won't lie. It's a little gross. But quite moving. First there is the biology of reproduction. A blackbird living in an electric guitar, for instance, and its inexplicable urge to mate with an elephant.…
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Her name was Carrie. And yes, it was love at first sight. Yes, she was a client, and you were supposed to keep your hands off the clients. Everyone in real estate knew that. She came into my office and took a seat in the reception area. I had a listing on Cedar…
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