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How old is he anyway? 35? Maybe 40? Old—but in a good and sophisticated way. Everyone says he’s good-natured and generous, Mr. John-just-like-a-movie-star-Wagner.
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"What is a vageena?" I wanted to know.
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Sometimes he could feel so small he believed he could fit through the eye of a needle.
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We want our lives even-cut, …
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Susan was twenty-four when it happened again, but she had neither the patience nor the attachment to see it through.
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I bought some charlatan art / and hung it on the wall
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“I scheduled some time today to talk to you about something…something important. Since you’re going on with your life, leaving everything you’ve known so far, you’re going to need some information about sex.”
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I had a dream. "And it was a long dream, as dreams go. . ."
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It was all I was convinced / in designing the encounter.
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And because the film is French, the camera pauses / long moments at the curve of her neck, it watches/ her finger vermilion tulips in a vase. Her new lover,/ a wisp of a man, looks good in leather./ The camera pans quickly across beige suede,/ rests long
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Mounds of earth and grassless ground
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There was an ownership about the makeshift carnival. There was a therapy there.
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Yellow Pages season is on us now, and Jimmy's drivin' a contract route. He'll head out to the San Joaquin where they print, and load ‘em in the back of his Tundra with the high side walls until the whole damned rig sags low,
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I considered explaining that the universe is still evolving and changing, but the look on her face said GENESIS ONE.
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As American as hotdogs and apple pie...
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When we were on the road coming back out to California, along the Lewis and Clark trail somewhere near Cardwell, Montana, I remember thinking life was like leaping through flames while reading poetry and drinking rotgut red wine. This was what life was, a
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I loved to visit my grandparents when I was a kid.
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"Merry Christmas, Willie."
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I can confirm nothing/
but impressions of the world//
that appear beyond my/
body’s reach.
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Born, he stood up. He wore nothing as often as possible
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The Karaoke Girls are not appreciated. Not nearly enough and not often enough.
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I was Orson Welles skulking in the shadows and you Alida Valli;
our time measured like footsteps advancing on Gethsemane.
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So I’ll wait for her to clear all burden from her head and feel the ocean move us. Stand up, walk over to me and kiss me as we glided through open water.
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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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With such a world/
one must invent a heaven
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I look for the boy we met inside the club, the one who claimed he loved playing with matches, setting fire to churches. I spot him smoking a cigarette, standing so cool against the side of the club, like he might be the nephew of some Viking guitarist hun
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