1825 7 3
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Having read the poetry of Dennison
I hereby give up writing.
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1824 2 0
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I love reading about myself. There's nothing more gratifying than seeing my name in the paper, knowing so many people are interested in who I am and what I do.
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1824 8 7
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“Susan,” he says menacingly, as if he’s a husband who’s caught a cheating wife in a discreet liaison with another man. “I thought I made myself clear about this sort of thing.”
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1824 2 1
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the champagne foam cascades like cherry blossom ensnared in the first gales of spring
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1824 3 2
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That black hole isn't really a hole.
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1824 20 15
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The boys drank in one room. The girls in another. Always the same, no matter the letters.
Greek Letters.
Shabby sofa on the burnt-out lawn.
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1824 1 2
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It distresses me that you will never lust after me /
the way you did for that girl /
who had her hands around your belt
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1824 1 1
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Her ghost/kept coming back/to Hamlet
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1824 17 14
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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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1824 1 1
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The elevator door opened, and Tom ("The Baffler") Frank found himself confronted by Jesu bar Joseph, who opined: "You're WORTHLESS!" and recommended: "Why dontcha PULL your PANTS down, and CUT your COCK off!"
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1824 6 4
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And then, and then, and then! After all that, this. After all that bullshit with her Dad, the Associate Principal, the idiotic counselor, and that psychotic police officer, after all that, this: a dead black cat. Blocking her path! Right in the middle of the street! …
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1824 12 7
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But those burning red numbers persist in my mind
and I can't rest 'till they're gone
They always come back
Like the cat in that childhood song.
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1823 9 5
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So strange this feelingTo meet someone I've haven't really metTo know someone I don't actually knowTo desire to learn more but sure I never willTo feel connected not knowing what I'm connected toTo read words, thoughts, feel moved by them, but never hear a voice
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1823 2 2
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It would be great if next door to every restaurant, there was a 24 hour dental surgery. Then you could sneak in and grab a few magazines to read if you’re unfortunate enough to be dining alone.
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1823 2 1
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After only a few months’ practice I am able to dive deep within myself. Inhale. A millisecond stop and I am under the surface. I know there is something here within myself – some treasure that I have come to find.
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1823 8 6
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We were just as bourgeois as Bloomingdale’s, one generation past canned ravioli dinners with cheap white bread.
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1822 7 6
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Residual flashbacks; just tiny bright lightning bolts that flash in front of my eyes, just like standing watching a soaring bonfire on a cold and frosty November night, pinprick sparks flying up into the endless darkness of the night.
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1822 0 0
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Lean closer, she smiles, smell my perfume let yourself be taken to a wild forest where owls grow and trees fly.
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1822 1 1
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Seventeen-year cicadas are the sometimes-singers that surprise spring with the ugliest mouths of all.
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1822 4 1
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What about the goons? Those criminals thwarted and left for dead in every action movie for the past thirty years. I'm sure at least a dozen survived the slaughters. I'm sure at least one or two came out if it reformed. This one who quit working for Columbian drug smugglers…
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1822 15 12
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and dreamed itself infinite.
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1822 7 1
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Scales were installed on station platforms. Those who were overweight were turned away
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1822 1 0
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you and i exist
outside of the chaos and noise
entwined in eternal embrace
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1821 7 4
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not that we ever had before
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1821 12 11
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1821 6 6
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Ok, so I’m sitting here trying to write through a frigging cold. And I. . .Oops, . . . . . . wait a sec!. . . I’m stopped, astounded, stunned between coughing my left lung clear over my keyboard and watching it flopping on the back of my desk. . .
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1821 14 7
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1821 4 3
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I take the plastic off of the last videotape and stick it in the VCR. I make sure the channel is on 6. Still a commercial. I get my notebook, turn it to the next page and write today's date on top. I get ready. I don't really like the back and forth banter the other news…
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1821 13 7
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a Ferris wheel gently rocks
its last riders
then dumps them to the ground.
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1821 6 3
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I stand corrected once more.
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