1698 20 16
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We borrow a flag from a neighbor. It’s sitting on top of the TV in the den. We haven’t figured out where to display it yet.
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24672012
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Tony Soprano said, “My pal Franco is a misunderstood hopeless romantic. If you don't capiche that, I'll have a conversation with your kneecaps.”
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35912011
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He was on his way home from school on a dank winter afternoon when the attack came from nowhere, launched like a missile across the Gaza Strip. Suddenly he lay on his back with Jonathan Love pounding him in the face.
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11452014
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I become the accumulation/
of appetites
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10302015
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1790209
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When he turns around she has her top off and is climbing out of her skirt. "I don't like old men that much," she says. "We don't have to talk. No one will know."
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15162011
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...you lick you ice cream, little pink tongue like a cat's, flick, flick... lick fast, girl, the heat's gonna melt it...
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1211209
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feeling empty as the
bottom of a bottle
dry as a bone
in death valley alone
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14012010
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Went back to his cab and returned with a whip...
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13172011
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The stunned son knelt to understand then fell, his heart shredded by the hollow point.
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12842011
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The box thuds at your feet: mug, plant, wedding photo, the 25-year pen.
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14552012
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1067208
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I'm trying to make love to her but she wants to talk.
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17112018
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Can you see me dying? 'Not quite',
Said Mummy, 'because it happens
Very slowly all the time.
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12312013
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24122017
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The fallout came tangled with snow. We thought the sea would protect us. But it came from New Mexico greasy with Plumbbob’s vaporized pigs.
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12472010
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I invited Van Gogh over for some drinks and a chat. I'm talking about Vincent.
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13332015
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over tea & saltineshe read melike an obituary
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14692018
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or the voice that wants/
to be inscribed/
forgets the sounds
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1628208
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A supermodel, carrying a large Valentine’s box, fell on the ice.
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1859209
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“Your mother has problems,” he told the kids.
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1510209
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In that mix of sports and religion, TV was what there was of virtue. I thought bars were nicer.
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6812010
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A sardonic moon/
surveys our plight and cackles.
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3052011
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12282016
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The night before his mother's teeth began chattering.
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16152016
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Just bring me his head, that cerebral kiln of hot, ruddy verbiage and cadence.
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1397204
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In the hotel lobby, the gold light and warmth and flower arrangements were all lies, but they reminded us of spring. We imagined happiness. We checked in.
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1635206
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The book has known many women’s hands, something erotic and frequently checked out from our local library. Its cover depicts a man and a woman, both with improbable if not impossible bodies. I believe the term is bodice-ripper.
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1413206
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She lifts her head, nose heavenward. There’s a wet spot on my dress from our lovemaking, its aroma as heady as Claudine’s bouillabaisse. I hope she smells it.
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15442013
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She offers the girl a seat, asks her to stay for a minute, but she can’t, she just came by to say hello, and don’t you like my new raincoat?
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