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“Why is it that you give a woman a bit of power and she turns into a man” said a new intern from the copying room “You can hear her balls rubbing on the carpet as she walks”
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In my upper room, a sermon/
was playing about sundry.
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In May of 1982, my daughter and I planned a trip…
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The boys finished their laps and returned to the center of the gym, Hamid shuffling up last, as usual. Amid the T-shirts and shorts, he wore faded blue slacks and a grubby, long sleeved dress shirt. He always dressed that way, even in gym class, as though
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It was so hot we walked out on our husbands. There were reasons, we supposed. They left the refrigerator doors open all day, grabbing beers when they passed by, tossing the sticky caps upon counters. They drove their Metropolitans to buy food, leaving th
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When my feet touched the ground on the tarmac at Bagram I cannot begin to describe the feeling I had. It was as if God had spoken to me directly, whispering in the cold mountain air: “Son of Marjan, I welcome you.” The feeling took hold and overcame m
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love notes yellowed through the years
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Their hearts had a place for the Elements. The Sentinels did not want to abandon them, their friends. Nor did they want to abandon each other.
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The spoken world is bigger than I had ever imagined it to be, wonderful and relentless and unforgiving, and to be a part of it was my grandest childhood fantasy. I don’t know what the world sees me as now, but inside I will always be a stutterer.
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dos equis ambar
sits cool and dark
by my side
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An undercover agent posed as an Orthodox Jewish woman in a sting operation that led to the arrest of two rabbis for kidnapping men who refused to grant divorces to their wives.
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Jesus was a cancer survivor and possibly a super nova.He ran with the Wolves of night time, with the women of the paleolithic era and hunted for meat when the blood didn't drip to their feet and create veritable red shoes like Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz.I am no longer in…
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Squirrels and mice fear her shadow
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We are infused with fear and dread/
of the world we won’t engage/
except through flat screens and remotes,
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Gateway Loves are lethal. They do not discriminate between bot or flesh, primary or clone.
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No fuckin' way, Maude. Excuse me, but you know I can't stand that bag of wind. No way.
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...I grew up in a provincial town which at the time had no bookstore and no library — no library even at school...
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My fingers are shining
in the underwater afterlife of memory
searching for the nipple-sized mollusks
searching for the solid nature of things
left over from having lived a life
at all
That new rain smell, specifically
I remember that,
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Your finger quivers as it writes
Upon me words in water,
Words I cannot read nor drink
But feel them as you drink
Them with your tongue
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One must not confuse the meaning / of life with the joy of living
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It’s beautiful to look at and to hold/
though true musicians would be appalled/
by the black plastic
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I'm still working on this. I'm always open to your thoughts.
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IT's like, 15 words. Do you really need a snippet?
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Clayton had a grin like the hand of a beast that stretched as long as her gravel road...
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it was your hands—caked
with years-old clay & quaking
from too much solitude
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Each person in each car could be poetic/
Duende, but they look at each other and ask/“Did you fart?”
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Nick frowned, the changing of the leaves reminding him of the graying of his hair.. He'd never appreciated the colors of fall, as they heralded frost, winter, which he hated more and more each passing year.
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He kept the lawn mowed at the perfect height. He mowed it twice a week to one inch. Some weeks he mowed it a third time for good measure.
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Years After she can go home.
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A Body Divided: Memoir
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When I came back home, after coming down with polio, everything had changed for me. I'd been gone for forty-five long days and nights. But it was Halloween, a time very nearly sacred for children in the Midwest, and it broug
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