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I still walk into galleries. A shadow of my old self still walks into galleries. That old self was hungry to be wounded by the juxtaposition of color and form and texture and line and darkness and light. But I can no longer see art. I can…
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We met in graduate school. We were both taking a course on teaching using the case study method over at the Business School. I was from psychology. She was from biology. We were both getting Harvard doctorates. But as many people…
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Magdalena White Herrington praised the lucky stars who’d sent her the Klonakilty ghosts.
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When I was a little boy, I had a thing about women’s behinds.
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And she's dying like someone who's tried living and failed.
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I have nothing in me but a raw loneliness right now. It's as if someone whirl-winded me out of the sky into the middle of the ocean in the middle of the red faced night. My fate seems immobile, sealed, doomed to a rocking nothingness, like…
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Sex is a sad reason to be alone with someone.
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He says, You think too much and he grins a grin that has all of the attic keys on a wrought iron ring, on a chain.
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My mother pointed to the soaring red towers, each with 600,000 rivets, she said, put in place by men like my Pa, by their sweat and arms as hard as balcony railings.
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I was thinking that the feminists pounding the city pavement had increased rent with every footstep, not that I was not one, but we had not earned our money at it or put our money together.
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The knees remind you: you are old,/
and broken, and unlikely to improve
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Unfortunately, the question had a similar impact on me that a command not to have thought about rhinoceroses would have—once suggested, I could think of little else
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I formed a snowball in my bare hands. Hard as a rock, I let her fly.
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I passed Buster Keaton on the way to work this morning. He was standing, hands in pockets, at the corner of Riverview and Keil. It was the young Buster, handsome and still strong enough to pin down the scars that marked his childhood. This was the Buster
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All week my crew and I waited for the snuff party. An obscure fete where someone gets killed strictly for the entertainment and viewing pleasure of others. Before you judge us know this, people die every day for no reason at all.
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"Are you all right?" I ask. He blinks. He sits up. I help him stand. He looks sorrowfully at his coffee cup, which is on the floor.
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Even music relies on what/
you know as music/
for its power to enthrall.
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So many dreams I need to visit, though
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Hunters took 925 bears in the 2020 season in Vermont
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. . . once you start reading and thinking about what he's saying, it's like looking at the reflection of your soul in a mirror . . .
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Warning: some of this is true, some of this is not.
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With his hand, he sees through walls: from the street,
From Schonbran park, girls go to rest in his house.
They sleep off parents’ beatings. They eat.
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...she shouted, “Benny!” and slowed down as a hand-lettered signboard proclaiming zukeeny appals cidar came into view
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I dream of benzene rings/
and polymer shrouds
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Are you interested in a new account?
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Of all the authors in the library, it was a wife from Maryland who called out from her marriage dormer I was not to read her.
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Let me say these words now
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