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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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Next to you, the mother tightens her grip on her stroller. The young teenager tears her gaze from her mobile phone for an instant.
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181911
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There was an ownership about the makeshift carnival. There was a therapy there.
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181921
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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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181921
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The air has its dark confessional, and I have mine. Hot is called raw by some, hate mixed with malice for others. I am only separated by this dark window of time from you, but you never feared the lovely or the lonely.
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181952
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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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Some of them are notorious tweakers. Nobody epitomizes the cowboy-outlaw biker more than the ironworkers, who are wired on Black Beauties they sell on breaks.
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181952
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Some books are like old friends and when you read them, you no longer feel alone.
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Mrs. Noah eyed the thickening clouds from the front stoop. Noah was still out in the yard kicking up sand in disgust, arguing with himself the whole time. Piles of cedar timber lay strewn all about. Maybe if they’d lived even three days’ journey clos
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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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We want our lives even-cut, …
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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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I look at that wall, it has piss-stain yellow paint and water scars from several years of leaky pipes. I say I wouldn’t mind that, if he took out some of that wall.
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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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Also in development,/
the anatomically perfect robot/
pool boy and naughty maid,
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That morning, four children appeared in front of the train, which was ready to depart
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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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How would you like to leave the land of your ancestors, the place of your birth, the home of your identity?
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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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Mounds of earth and grassless ground
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181712
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Moon Boy sits atop the hill's crest and watches Moon Girl.
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181754
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Never touch David Letterman's neck!
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"What is a vageena?" I wanted to know.
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181720
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The cabin has windows all around, like ribbon tying a birthday present.
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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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181610
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Conjoined - her hardened nipple brushing, softly, against him, his chest hair caressing her skin like a thousand hungry lovers’ fingers – the perfect moment lasted eternity.
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the future wrapped up in a dream
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This weekend was supposed to be about intellect and soul-mating, but, like all others, it's turned into body and longing. You sit in my passenger seat and I let you smoke in my wee car with the windows rolled down. We've come from a wedding, a fairy ring, a…
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