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Cymbals

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On stage, students from the junior college join children from the community to speak and sing in American-French accents. They are timid, heart-broken, in love, rebellious, faithful, resigned to their fates—and all in the matter of a few short hours.

The Untold Story

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I kept a journal for so many years I've forgotten everything I wrote.

Rooftop

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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.

Hexagon

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an ominous figure of fear and grace a ball moves back and forth

25 Cents at a Time

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He never bothered converting the tip money he pocketed at the Imperial Street 24 hour car wash as his world was replete with 25 cent transactions, making quarters the perfect coin for his realm.

If we thought that love was gone

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If we thought that love was gone that out of sweetness none remained

February

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a big silent western sky

Our Love

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I am tired of playing the old game: Saying something old in a new way. So let me do the opposite:

Before My Change Jar Went Missing

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These are the small miracles we witness from my barrio stoop.

Ghost Searches Downtown

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No one told a story.

Moon Boy's Love

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Moon Boy sits atop the hill's crest and watches Moon Girl.

RT @dadaism #amwriting

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How much do book editors earn? Peacock Love. (aww…)

Famous Female Artist

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I remember being sent a picture once from one of my old roommates, Louise, back in Chicago where I came from. The photo was taken when she’d come out for a visit to California. In the picture I am sitting on the front stairs of my house in the Rockridge

When the Muse Abandons You

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I am abandoned to the mundane/ calculations of a small mind/ trapped by small considerations

Pretty

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Is it victory or madness

Revelations

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The Great San Francisco Poetry Wars, 8

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I saw it all, in a flash. Holy shit! I thought. This is good. I have to sit down and begin writing. This is serious. Dead serious! I would rather be doing this than eating, or fucking, or anything. It was exhilarating. If I could only keep this up, who

In transit

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Clare sits bolt upright in the hard plastic chair, warily tracking every passer-by. In her lap, Kim’s hair is damp with sweat, dark blonde curls melting against her flushed cheeks. Clare absently strokes the length, soothing both of them.

The Bird

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We lived on the edge of a tiny Iowa town, and picked corn fields were steps away.

Toothpicks

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27 words with title.

Lule of Raw - 3

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"I'll tell you one thing I don't want to see, armed confrontation, leading to domestic warfare."

MR. WOODCHUCK

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fat furry marmots who play hide and seek

Babushka – Opening Night Review

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...will it be as overwhelmingly dull and tedious as de Sade?

Wince

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Lately he's been wanting to write about love...

Notes on Consulting the 'Owner's Manual for the Human Mind'!

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[CAUTION: TO PREVENT ELECTRIC SHOCK, DO NOT REMOVE COVER. NO USER-SERVICEABLE PARTS INSIDE. REFER SERVICE TO QUALIFIED SERVICE PERSONNEL.]

THUNDER

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not the sky

Human Kind Can’t Bear Very Much Reality

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Particles flung by the sun pierce us through, undetected

Getting Sideways On Douglas

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Under the dirty orange glow of sodium streetlights, the glistening pavement looks slick, but it’s only just wet. The mid-November temperature is cool—quite mild, actually, for this late time of year—still hovering in the upper 30s—so far posing only the

Seven Things I Learned About David Letterman from Jason Zinoman's "Letterman: The Last Giant of Late Night."

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Never touch David Letterman's neck!

Faith, Hope, and Charity

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She wears three or four tattered sweaters on cool days. She pushes a basket borrowed from a grocery store. There is a plastic lawn bag in the basket with God knows what inside.