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Fear the air and fear the fire./
Fear the land and fear the water./
Creation is out to get you, speck,
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Every year people came from as far away as Des Moines and Halifax for Elephant Day. They came to see the elephants.
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The first punch sent me flying into a Christmas tree. The second put me on the floor on my hands and knees, blood dripping from my nose.
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lost in a taxi cab, 4:30 am
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“Time is inalterable. We can only offer an altered perception of time. And what better way to do that than by offering altered timepieces?
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“I found out the most amazing thing,” Mike said. “I used to be like everyone else. But I sent away for a DNA test where they trace your ancestry.”
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Nothing about it//
is attractive- its color, it’s design,/
it’s market value. I leave it be and watch
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“If 'neighbor' applies to women who covet—'deliriously desire'—husbands from Angers, then one day he'll be your husband's neighbor," I say.
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it's the very words that are the problem
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As the music concludes, I'm finally in control of my emotions . . .
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There will always be some
who misread the dance
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In the St. Mark's Bar and Grill romance is a speedy thing, a blurred whir of grope, kiss, connect. The tricky thing is timing: to leave in time for the boozy love of the hour to carry through to full, naked contact. Some succeed of course. Others overstay, hang past the…
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• Don’t confuse the virtues of bananas with the virtues of banana bread
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It's the little things that trip us
up: a small hole in a level field,
an innocuous root in a well-trod
path, a disinclined sidewalk...
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I'd kill a gas attendant in Playa Del Mar.
You'd read stained romance novels in motel rooms, while I oiled the gun and laughed on the phone, to no one.
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he thought of her / longingly
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In all my marriage stories, I am both victim and hero.
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Sharpie marked, Free Still Works
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Lou Reed was sitting in CBGB,
I was sitting on Greenwich Ave. and West 10th street.
I didn't know him then and I didn't know him later either,
but we were both there.
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The woman carried a wooden log which was her husband into the house.
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One day we turn a corner, and two fat little doggies spot us and come running up. Oh, they are so glad to see us!
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The blood is memorable/
as is the copper taste of that/
momentary certainty of lockjaw.
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you think it knows about getting us as far as wehave, to the here we are now boathouse where we can stop holding onto our worldweary chains so much. How else can I slap this thing into a new clay pot for you? All those things that are…
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I could have written her as is with long bushy hair, skinned knees, overhauls, blueberry stains on her fingers and teeth because she eats them too much. I love her better this way, blueberry-stained and wild....
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Hey, Y'all! Like I told y'all, I checked myself into this what you call a “ facebook Rehab Clinic” up here just about 40 miles outside of Kalispell, Montana in a little town called Gulag. I quit MySpace and that got me a reduced rate. Things are…
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Brian takes off his size eleven shoe and shakes it out on the table.
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