1820 6 4
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Raymond Carver used to write poetry in his car. /
Tonight, I tried it too. /
I have a car like Raymond Carver /
but cannot write poetry like Raymond Carver. /
The car isn’t enough.
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182050
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The sound of it wasn't right in his head yet. When he said it aloud he didn't really believe it.
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182010
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And so the man-faced boy grew alone, knowing little of kindness and love. As he grew, he explored the limits of his cold world; crawling in dusty nappies, toddling in hand-me-down rags, at last walking on worn sandals, haunting the edges of human life loo
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181987
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The blues were born on the ghost train that rolled through the Delta and gave Memphis breath back in 1902. It's low moaning sound brought young black men running, dogs hot in pursuit, toward glory that danced in a moonlight…
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18191713
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and the mass exceeds the buoyancy/
and gravity pulls you back,
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181910
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"I read a cute animal story yesterday," I tell them. "And I was filled with rage. I can't live like this. There must be no more bears, or hamster-bears, or manatees, being hopeless and depressed. There must be no more cute animal stories—ever."
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181932
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Teaching never occurred to me in college. I took workshops and wrote often. Friends and classmates, meanwhile, switched from studio majors to Art Education, or from English to Certification. Not me. Teaching high-schoolers would be all wrong. Briefly, I…
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181991
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She was skinny and with breasts like a wound up skein of yarn.
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1819148
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you may meet the man of your dreams.
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181921
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Mower hits a rock and the blades scream.
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1819147
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a bird who gives messages
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18192112
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It is a well-known fact that my wife sleeps around. There. I said it and now everyone knows that I too know about my wife. Let me just tell you this one thing; she has her reasons. You ask me how I know that she has her reasons, but who would know better than…
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18192118
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After the funeral there was a luncheon in the church basement.
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18191211
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It is almost as if there isn’t a wedge of wood between us – I can feel him inches away from me. I can’t control the sigh or the tears that escape my body.
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18181910
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The jail, where I stayed for 48 hours, gave me enough information to write a 180-page book, something I resisted setting out upon due to the insult of it.
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181800
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Some say the simurgh is an enormous bird with four wings, teeth, and a human face, able to carry off an elephant in her talons.
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181832
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When VCRs were invented in the 1970s, the first big user segment was people who wanted to watch porno films in the comfort of their own home. Troy and Lynn's upstairs neighbor, James, an enlisted man in the Navy stationed at Pearl Harbor, had a vast porn…
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1818124
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There was a children’s lit theme running through the party. Aside from Annemarie’s costume, there was a Harry Potter, a Pinocchio, and a Grinch.
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181800
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181821
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(For Dancer and Guitar) …
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18181010
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If he doesn't bite, I'm out of here.
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181844
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She lets go and it slides back too slowly.
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1818135
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The Fuddy-Duddy Writer does not do wit.
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1817129
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The bus is late; the papers disappear.
The china breaks, and the suit does not fit.
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181732
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The smell of candy and burn... /A patriotic prose poem for the fourth of July.
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1817106
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181777
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But on arrival Darlene was in no prompt mood to undress.
"There's some ugly sumpthin' out there along the fence, looks like it's gnawin' on sumpthin' dead."
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181754
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It is late at night and you lean / over me to make sure your alarm is set.
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1817147
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I knew it was just a matter of time...
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181710
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My best friend Khaled’s idea was, he’d set up a pool tournament. Nine-ball. Each church would send a player, and whichever church won, he’d join. Any church that wouldn’t shoot pool, he wouldn’t want to join.
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