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Somewhere along tomorrow, I will forget I have the right to do this.
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1279 16 10
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Shadows are so admirable in film noir
less so on x-rays and mammograms
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1171 16 13
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Our beautiful currencies and stamps/
disappear into the digital vortex/
of accelerated appetites.
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1720 16 14
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Snow sheeted on the river...
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2242 16 15
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981 16 8
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The Muse//has used/ me up
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1334 16 11
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Once a student brought him a jar of black widow spiders. Tony put it on his desk. Somehow the jar got tipped over, and the spiders got out.
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1391 16 13
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Their nouns are few and stark./
Ours are numerous and dappled/
or subtly shaded and shadowed/
by circumstance and possibility.
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1537 16 15
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The dancer was a little chubby, but I didn't mind. It gave her more to shake.
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She’s witnessed her mother’s terror on the day of the hurricane, and she demanded for the first time in her life that her mother do something her mother did not want to do.
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1776 16 8
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He disliked intrusion and very specifically innocuous intrusion, nice guys, one might say, who tried to be near him to learn something from him or who admired him but who, as in that passage, came merely to disturb his work.
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849 16 11
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On Monday, May 7, 2018, at the age of 67, I had a stroke.
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1275 16 12
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He was losing his fight with
malaria, but you would never
know it from his dreams
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The Bond Trader begins his morning with coffee and a hit of LSD.
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1598 16 13
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They are all sleeping, but I know better. I will keep watch and if he comes tonight I will be alert and ready. When he arrives he'll see the slack mouths, the graceless sprawls, hear the grunts, snorts and snores of the other women and then he'll sense me. My eyes will…
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This is self-reflection or self-reflexive writing. Candor but not verse. That is what I write: not-verse. On occasion I write a poem though rarely an occasional poem. Instead of calling it non-fiction we could call it non-verse.
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A man and his wife are walking through a museum when the man sees a shield on the wall. Look at that! he says. Isn’t that remarkable?
The two of them walk a little closer.
What’s so remarkable about it? says his wife.
Well, the workmanship! s
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If this was the day when the bribes of whiskey and US dollars would fail to work. If on this day a black bag, smelling of shit and fear, would be pulled over his head – the bloodied roots of a knocked out tooth tickling his neck.
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1802 16 12
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Night's air awhirl, the sky shoots fireflies.
Sometimes, she bleeds black arrows in her dreams.
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1305 16 14
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It was oddly quiet, and the air had a strangely urgent quality. The sun came out, and water on the leaves and branches turned oaks and aspens into Christmas trees.
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904 15 9
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1500 15 14
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Yet it was another thing to grow to become indispensable to someone without whose infirmities the helper could not exist. People in general had started to call that helpless requiring “codependency,” but to Althea that word did no good,
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743 15 13
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Solitude is such an excellent alternative to suicide.
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4049 15 14
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Water and its damages followed Bianca. Every time she looked up. Everywhere she looked up. Up up up up. Water stains, in darkening whorls, curling across the drywall or fiberglass panels, filling them with rot and mold.
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1958 15 11
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She sets the muffins aside, opens herself, nymph-like, mouth spread and gritty. She pulls the dirty edge of his gray t-shirt up so to show herself to him, spreads herself across the mattress like thin flesh oil over too much canvas....
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1163 15 10
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Translation’s not required—music/
sings itself complete and comprehensible
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1197 15 11
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Poor, pocked Ceres- dwarf planet/
trapped among mere asteroids-
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I haven't felt my soul leave my body
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