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None of this is real, he says, and the path slopes down to a house that is possibly haunted. One always looks in such windows, one cannot not look at the predictable detritus of another's failure, a queer satisfaction, a fairy's dust. But no, not real, none of it. And…
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You aren’t easy to explain, you Americans.
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every timeyou openyour mouthan angel fallsinto a vat of whiskyshut ityou're fucking up heaven2013 - Rene
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I thought of you todayand what you put me throughthe time you saidwe couldn't rest.
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strumming on the pipe/blowing on the lute's body/drumming on the horn.
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'love is when the body goes away.'
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Men and their inevitable disappointments—sure, why not?
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Children should not be made to do things unless they want it.
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Marge came home with a Doors CD.
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But God could tell that Adam was still not/
right with His world, alone as he was. Alone/
is fine for a Maker of Worlds but facsimiles/
are so much less than the Original.
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the neighborhood glistens, silver,/
in an otherwise sad November/
light
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Gladstone called him a ‘goddam nihilist’--
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I heard an old Stevie Ray Vaughn tune this morning. It triggered a flash back. It’s funny how just a few notes of a song can slam me right into a memory. A total and complete immersion. Sights. Sounds. Smells. The people. The place. The weather. Wha
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The voice in the sand: "If it has soul you must funk it."
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I weighted her so she would be suspended in the water. Sometimes late at night I would go down to the edge and listen to her bump against the filtration system. The sound she made was soft and low like a strange drum.
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She thinks she trusts this man; she wants to trust him. His face reminds her of a man who once took care of her on an airplane when she was a kid traveling by herself.
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fanned lashes on rouged cheek
a glamorous sea creature
in violet perfume
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The big wigs call it aiding and abetting. I became an left-handed accountant with a tendency to fudge numbers for the damned.
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I saw it coming from five feet
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The question isn't whether we will survive-/
like rats, we are supremely adaptive-//
but whether we should survive.
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Jimi and Janis remain fierce and beautiful
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That summer crawled with them, insects of every denomination: cicadas caught by the cat, wingless, came to rest in the roots of the garden we planted; sudden swarms of dragonflies...
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Suddenly there was a crash of thunder, and they raised their eyes for the first time heavenwards. That was the beginning of what we call civilisation. - adapted from Prolegomena to Work in Progress — Stuart GilbertIt's the third year of the third millenium,…
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... he led what might be called a quiet life
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