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I've measured out our time togethersealed it in airtight bottlesthe one labeled 1998 kept closelike smelling saltsOne whiff a camphor waking memaking me high on the idea of usputting blinders on your infidelitiesdouble vodkas and damaging wordsAnd when that isn't enoughI…
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In a corner of a neighbor’s land too stony to till Cob makes a mystery.
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Black tagliatelle with squid and funghi porcini. He didn't understand why they called it a special, it had been in the menu since day one they had opened.
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The man went into his backpack and pulled out his book of crossword puzzles. The deluxe edition with fifty percent more puzzles for free. It had been an impulse buy from the bookstore, cost him four…
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The signal sets the faint young boys into motion
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After she died, clearing out her safe deposit box at the local bank, I found more numberplates.
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182821
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"Look, Ted, I'm on a timer. It's really hell here, you can't imagine. And I have a chance to get paroled early, if you do me a solid."
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dicks, skulls and upside down crosses
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182833
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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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The Numbers will never romp up the stairs from the laundry room to slip warm socks on your feet on a winter’s night.
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take back all the falderal
and friggin' fiddle dee dee
take back the mad murmuring
of ten minutes ago
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182733
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Waking in the middle of the night, tangled in the hotel sheets, I wanted to hear the story again: their pilot friend, the war, his specialty. "It's just a screw, son," Dad said, "nothing exotic."
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And Mickey said to the reporter, "I wrote a play for Richard. It is the wild play I performed with Richard. I think he will like this shit."
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said you loved me
told some jokes
aren’t you dying?
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There is a push-up on the ceiling. I don't know how to get it down. I've tried hitting it with a broom. That just made it blow steam. I asked my wife, did you do push-ups on the ceiling? She did. Why? It's easier up there. The cat doesn't bother me. Well, you left…
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Matthias Fenstermacher loved onions, but hated slicing them, and so he labored to produce a tearless variety. His first attempt was indeed tearless--instead of weeping, the slicer was overcome by fits of uncontrollable giggles. The potential hazard was
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A son packs his bag - bottled water, extra masks, and jerky. Mom paces behind him. “Don't go.”
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"Did I have a choice? Could I just open my eyes, did I have to ‘see’ as he was telling me now I could? I decided to go for it. What did I have to lose? This was all a dream, too much driving to get here, too much reunion, too much food, too much beer. Or
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I stand at the edge of the water naked as a newborn. Tiny ripples lick my toes.
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I wrote this during a poetry workshop at the Atlantic Center for the Arts with Carolyn Forché. January, 2015. So much more has happened since that stunning week.
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The younger woman asked Scott if he loved Jesus.
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I flung the basketball at the hoop and Cooper shagged the ball. He was the luckiest bastard I knew. ...
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I thought each day died inside the clock.
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182612
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Moon Boy sits atop the hill's crest and watches Moon Girl.
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FOR SALE. One prom dress, never worn. Size 18.
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When Kat returned home from The East Street Wars, she learned that her epileptic lover, White Dog, died from madness
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Also in development,/
the anatomically perfect robot/
pool boy and naughty maid,
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