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Comfort, Colorado, is a sleepy little village nestled at the foot of the Rocky Mountains, just beyond the Eisenhower tunnels. Surrounded by a forest of gold and orange, it’s a picture-perfect paradise on sunny, autumn days like today. Right now, the met
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There’s something Dad’s been telling us
that I don’t think is true
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In the tumbled-down now there's too much material, culled from pretty boys that don't notice me and tattooed ones that do, and I'm certain there's at least one dreamer soaking eyes into me who knows all the twisted lyrics invoking pretty little horses.
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There was the world and he was there beside Abby and next to her the empty seat. It could catch a ball if it wanted to. A ball could fall there, things falling into laps here all the time, she imagined. The ungrateful know nothing. “If you…
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It's true, what they say:
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“Sorry to disturb you Mr. Crass but it is I, Fredrick come from Sir Yainsnit. I have a letter here for you from his namesake he handed me not more than one hour ago...”
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He strapped the Genghis Khan style helmet to his head. The storm had stopped, leaving in its long wake a path of water logged trees, their leaves giant green sponges with raindrops that dripped through cotton candy fog. The new mound of earth, cold grass disturbed. He…
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An old man,with a rat like thing peeking through his camouflage jacket sat in the disabled seat staring at me with a glaze of recognition covering his thinning face from two weeks ago.We'd run into one another again, since he moved into some supportive housing apartment,…
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It all had to begin somewhere; some moment of time and space which arose in perfection- and dissolved into the now. It was a beginning he couldn't quite remember, couldn't grasp onto- it simply sifted through his fingers, sand floating away with the wind. That's not to say…
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So what happensTo the VFWIn a global economyAnd the monumentsErected in reverenceAfter the boysWho became menCame back homeTo be fathersThen grandfathersGreat-grandfathersAnd start to fall awayAs the days creep byThat petty paceOf politics as usualFamily DiasporasAnd maybe…
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Coming down the stairs, you didn’t see me at all. I watched you lumbering closely. I wondered what they’d done to you to make you move this way.
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"You know, you were wrong, Uncle," he said. "Sometimes you know exactly what sends a woman packing."
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On the phone I asked my mother how she was doing.
“I’m getting old,” she said. “Going slow. But getting there. I’m ninety-four!”
My mother was always 94, when she was really 93. I remember she was 93, right after she turned 92. And 92 when she was
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The retina was burning, the liquid had dried up, and the veins bursting. My eyes bled. But I kept them open. The sound was like nails on glass, screeching endlessly. Coming close to me louder, harder, faster.
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Al-Sidran pulled out a switchblade knife from his pocket and proceeded to carefully cut open the box. Ben could tell it was razor sharp by the way it cut through the packing tape and cardboard.
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As Zoë says, “You and your musician friends drink in industrial quantities.”
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In dreams begin responsibilities--Yeats I'm writing this story to tell you about a mistake, despite the fact that you might find it boring or might consider my writing style onerous or overeager. I begin with…
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The whole scene smells like paranoia.
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There's a wounded child in the parking lot, sitting by the white lines of parking spots, barking at the moon and licking Snapple out of discarded bottle caps.
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0. or, if or once1. wild asters2. atoms, or something like atoms3. white meets white meets white4. vertebral c …
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I wonder if the Pleiadians are out there. Jack, what are you talking about? said Jane. The Pleiadians. I said I wondered if they were out there. You did go to special school, didn't you? No, said Jack, I didn't. I don't know why you always tell people that. …
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Uber Rich
Spongecake
Caca Mimi and the Autre Merdes
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Then he spoke of her cowardice, and from within, her heart fluttered and a soft heat branched out across her chest, face, and stomach pits and she felt imprisoned by that room.
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Being a college graduate sucks. It does. Four years of learning fly by and the next second, you’re kicked out the door like a cheap prostitute, ass on the pavement, paid half of what you rightfully earned.
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"Living is easy with eyes closed/misunderstanding's all you see.'--John Lennon That's so sad to me. You'd rathertreat people as if they don't matteras much as some words? Their voicesare less than wind? Because they havenot experienced your personal hell? That's…
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Who has the child’s foreskin
The mohel has removed?
Who took the bleeding piece of flesh
His human nature proved?
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My man’s got a habit that’s kinda strange.
I’ve got a feeling he’s never gonna change.
Whenever I take a trip,
when I git back, my underwear’s ripped.
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“You really don't know what I do?”
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Sometimes I try to hum / along with the air conditioning, / and pretend I do not exist, but am merely / the space that fills the room.
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