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Children, afraid of dogs cried. There was uproar of melee. Children strained at their leashes to get away.
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141922
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The blue whale in the bathtub weighed one hundred tons and wore a grin like the Cheshire cat on steroids. Her smile stretched from wall to wall. Her blowhole scraped the ceiling. Sam never learned how she crammed her tail down into the drainpipe,…
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1419103
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Kitchen.
sandwich.
wife.
daughter.
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1419139
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Writing as a form of imaginative hatred
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141997
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God's real name is Frank, and he stops by all the time. He tries to dump that cheap Xmas candy on us.
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141920
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I am alive, and I am hungry. Angry, I want more. I am not content with what you're offering me. Forty hours a week, two weeks vacation. A mortgage and car payments. Wife and kids, a dog in the suburbs. It's all incredibly unexciting, unsatisfying.
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141965
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1419199
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Liz didn’t steal his heart / she embezzled it
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141921
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People crawling up out of the chimney, then onto the roof, then sliding down it and off over the edge disappearing from view.
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141975
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Perhaps you have heard the rumors of big money in poetry
Maybe that’s why everybody is writing it these days
Even Emily Dickinson must have heard these rumors
Myself, I suspected as much 50 years ago
And started early to accumulate my hoard of poe
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141900
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I can barely feel the blade as it first goes in. I'm pleasantly surprised. But as she drags the knife across my skin the pain increases becoming more and more painful rising to a point of unbearable agony the further she cuts.
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141899
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Requires one of those leaps.
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1418109
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It was all I was convinced / in designing the encounter.
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141882
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The calculation was precise.
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141864
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The bird studies me, we lock stares, with no care for who blinks first, birds don’t do macho stand-off.
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141830
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His mouth went dry, but he managed to say, coolly, “Just how would you like me to do that, Sandra?”
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1418106
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Post No Bills.
The Crouton Mavens.
United Burglars Union.
Crockpot Mistakes.
The Heavy Doors.
Fire In the Yurt.
Douche Baguettes.
Upsy-Daisey.
Schmazelhood.
Sidetrackia.
Flotsam and Jetsam.
Argyle Sox.
Roachmobile.
The Adulterer’
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1418108
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The planet looks so peaceful from space doesn't it? Want a blue Gumball? Like a pancake batter with bluish dye mixed into Its big yellow bowl and carried out by a winking Victorian Butler. Like a bowling ball with just the right Weight for your…
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141850
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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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141841
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The DC-9 bounced in the turbulence over the north Pacific waking the dozing Ben Clarone.
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14181817
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Johan was telling stories about the occupation. The Germans were stupid, he said.
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141721
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Paper Bird, Devotchka, TV On The Radio
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141799
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“Have you ever thought what stars are made of?”
“No,” he said.
The man nodded seriously. “I hadn’t either. Not until I met the Star Catcher. He told me all the stars in the universe are actually coins. Coins! Big coins. Small coins. Different colors
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141788
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I scratch a red welt onto the inside of my white knee. The knee itches like crazy. Pain too, down to my bones. The Congo calls.
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141795
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I follow what pulls me forward.
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141782
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“What are you doing after this?” I asked, faking a self confidence I didn’t truly posses at fifteen. I didn’t seem to realize that I wasn’t old enough for any of the clubs they’d go to. I’d heard that fans sometimes followed the band to an after-party.
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1417155
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I thought, what are we talking about? Botox?
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14171714
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We have always been a trashy species./
We study ourselves by examining/
garbage-- a pile of mussel shells here,
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141773
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It was only later, much later, that we would discover that the war we were fighting was a war between ourselves. Melissa and I left the machine, with Carlton lost forever inside. We abandoned the warehouse. Our backs were scalded from the heat, and the hole in the…
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