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That's what friends told him.He looks at the unpacked boxes around the apartment, hoping he hadn't packed any of her stuff in his haste.
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4. A pig's orgasm lasts 30 minutes.
> > (In my next life, I want to be a pig.)
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And the voodoo pins pinged as, folding and imploding, she was reduced to a petro-chemical puddle.
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The tiny green light flashing in the lawn of an apartment building one night that caught Roberta’s attention while we were walking home from Café Vita.
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He got up to the pulpit and said that he thought he might have made a mistake. I will never forget the desperate look on his face. He recalled being at his Ivy League school and wondering just what he was interested in upon his graduation and what would b
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[marbles] [blither-blather] [blarg]
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Emma pushes through the door of the corner market, aiming briskly for her car, keys in one hand, grocery bag in the other, shoulder bag slung. Best not to make eye contact with the loitering boozers and bikers from the bar next door. Double take. Can't…
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stoplight - (haiku love series - #2)
eyes lock in a gaze
glimpses of my future spark
then you walk away
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Little rambling soul,/kind guest, friend: leave me laughing,/pallid stiff, and bare.
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Where we live, at the edge of the foothills at the east edge of town, fire is always a worry during the summer, and this has been an exceptionally dry year.
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Leonard didn't know that cute girl well, hardly at all, but he really wanted to. She was his first real crush in Junior High. He got his chance and talked to her some one day while they were walking down the hall between classes. She actually spoke to him first. The bell…
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Tan my hide. Feed me to rabid / macaques.
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wrenched its lower back trying so hard to lift too many stacked November clouds off the newly shaved prickly heads of the slowly freezing trees,like ring weights,and had to spend the last of its hours setting in a small square box in…
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And I just want to say that my morning song is better than yours. I want you to hear it buzzing in me like an old radiator. I want you to do what you’ve done before. To press your ear against the skin and listen for the static.
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Life seemed okay…for the most part.
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It was stubborn early winter, when everyone was cold but went outside anyways, rubbing red fingers and shuffling feet.
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After nine months, I was granted early parole...
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The Marigold gloves are yellow (figures!) and medium, the apron ironed with a touch of starch added...
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Nora never dated Scandinavians.
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A constellation appears in the shape of Van Gogh’s missing ear.
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Eyes so much deeper, that the internal flow could not hope to equal the intensity fired beyond iris, pupil and sclera. So blue, that life could not exist in the fragile shape of his heart, blue veins outlining an ever enlargening circumference…
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I often thought about touching those slippery flames between my thumb and index finger.
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I. When my lips mouth yours where they are…
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Sometimes you're searching for a family and you don't even know it. Sometimes a family finds you.
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The man of a thousand faces was defunct.
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"What say we adjourn to the bedroom and I give you a little demonstration of sexual acrobatics?”
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feathered waves of tangerine peach
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When I come to suck fresh raspberries'
juice from your hair
pressing the clasp of my mouth's purse
on the oyster of your ear;
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