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I like to think of my poetry as fungus, sprouting out of the dank and fertile soil of my imagination.
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For a person you don't know, a stranger with a lot of place, you think much of him.
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dos equis ambar
sits cool and dark
by my side
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What does she have / that I don’t have / that I can’t buy / for myself?
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There is no hate in his eyes...
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Most things come down to carnality, it seems, and dreams are no exception – or that’s how the teller of dreams told it to me.
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As long as he could still take the stairs, he would go down there to be with the memories that each piece held. He knew that their time was about up, because his was too. His wife had already gone, and even before that she had long stopped using the washe
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Alone,we are ageless togetherin the heart of our precious now.A relentless wedge of image and vanity, gossip and innuendo, acceptable and most certainly not, dashes our agelessness intoan insurmountable chasm of years.That diabolically…
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She hadn’t died. She wasn’t a ghost. She wasn’t even invisible. She just wasn’t see-able.
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Vito stood before the mirror combing his dark, freshly-cut hair. He trimmed his thick mustache, then buttoned his black vest. He liked its tight fit against his muscular torso. He had difficulty fastening the top button of his white shirt, the collar tigh
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The World's Worst Mime stood there next to the iron carousel, portraying something, and the crowd understood none of it, except that whatever thing he was trying to portray was not being portrayed well at all.
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Thistle and cracked corn were thrown to us each morning and the occasional live chicken...
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I don’t personally know any models—let alone any supermodels—at this point in my life but some years back my father, who was working for the Woolite Corporation, was in charge of hiring models for them.
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I once read a book of warnings.
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The beachy slope
never draws such goliaths.
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I sink until water saturates my lashes, waiting, breathless, for the words to stop.
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We invent our beauties//
as we find them and engineer/
our horrors
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He hung up and I sang some whiney lyric about wanting him back. You know the songs that say the same shit: I’m an idiot. Love me anyway. I’m Velcro with nothing to stick to and you’re a nappy surface that gives me a reason to exist.
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"Merry Christmas, Willie."
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The house was empty now - silent. Each room was filled with air too thin to sustain memory. She stood, absorbing the emptiness, addding it to her own. Her footsteps were hesitant, reluctant to disturb the silence. She walked into her old bedroom - so…
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I'm warming my stool at the far end of the bar as usual, nursing my fourth draft on a balmy Wednesday afternoon when I lock eyes with this lady who's bashing her head through the front door. You've heard the expression, “50-yard fox,” right? —Looks…
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what is raised up must rest on its foundation.
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She called it phantom energy. She said it was costing us money every month. A few cents here and there, sure, but it all added up.
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Wafting wisps of fondness twinkling
in time with fairy lights pointing out lawns in cities
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They knew every word.
They knew EVERY word!
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Maddy knew how to make a sauce. It embraced the meat in a thick, buttery ooze.
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By: Roz Warren (and Janet Golden)I'm a humor writer. My work appears in publications from The Funny Times to The New York Times. Janet is a history professor whose writing was confined to academic journals and the occasional op-ed. Driving back from the Jersey shore one…
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He took a long, noisy sip from the glass of wine as he peered across the rim to see her walk by."Now SHE would never get our order wrong" he said to his two friends seated at the table with him.The two men looked at each other and laughed. It was obvious Johnny was…
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