1706 6 6
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Now, at last, she finds what she's been searching for. Worms. Like bitty pale larva, like half-moons of air trapped under fingernails. She thinks she sees one twitch; she blinks more furiously and hates herself for it.
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170600
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And the ocean was black and green and blue—as your dress that clung to your body’s curve. Round as the bend of the water trailing the false line of the shore.
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1706105
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As a boy I fished under the Tappan Zee bridge which spans the Hudson River above New York City.
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170521
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‘Miguel! A pint of Guinness, please!'
I might as well have asked for his mother's immortal soul. A smile as benign as a stiletto. But he served a clean and tidy pint.
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170585
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When the malady struck and the world fell dark at noon, she and I groped the walls and found our front door. Outside, bewildered, we heard the whine of jets in free-fall, explosions in the imagined distance. And we heard a car — or was it a truck that veered…
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170500
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Dr. van Roos reminded the group that trauma is trauma...
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1705158
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Mostly, though, reiteration of the old/
in an idiosyncrasy that strives/
to become fresh and fails
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170565
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There’s a hole in my sock, just large enough that my big toe keeps slipping out.
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17051712
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love weaves a perforated web
between the spikes
of longing
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1705147
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170596
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Some nights you really feel it.
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170500
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And there sat one man. Searching for words and solace. The silence returned and the colors peeled off from the walls. Darkness returned with fledgling light. He threw back his head and filled the emptiness with his laugh. He laughed in mirth and in misery
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170533
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“What is the sickness that you have?” Colin behind the glass wondered.
“Too much world,” said Anise Fish.
“We have that in common.”
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170575
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Independence Day was a Thursday. Frank had been invited to join some Yale Art School classmates in Vermont for a three-day bacchanalia.
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170511
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Trollo Martinez was wearing a pair of Ray-Ban sunglasses and an old LA Community College T-Shirt. He needed to find some water so he could down the 5milligram tab of Ritalin in the palm of his hand.
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17052015
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Falling Water almost fell./
12 million dollars later//
it will splay itself a little longer
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170585
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Twice burned, it buries its graves.
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170500
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If you were the ozone,
I’d want to leave you gaping.
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17051211
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170500
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170499
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He remembered waking up on those lazy summer days hearing the sad song of mourning doves.
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170433
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Everyone was shocked when they heard Tinkerbelle was six days gone and had got so heavy she couldn't fly. Who could have done it, everyone asked, but Tinkerbelle wasn't telling. So no one knew. That isn't true. I knew, and in this Declaration I swear I will tell…
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1704139
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Writing as a form of imaginative hatred
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170475
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In the beginning was the Word and the Word was God. What on Earth does that mean? What the hell? Earth, hell, heaven, they were good concepts. He took a rib out of Adam and began to write with it.
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17041012
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A cult is one thing; it defies common sense that a commonly educated person cannot escape cultist thinking and belonging. That cult, A.A., is girded by police, fire, therapy, hospitals, insurance companies, and courts.
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1704128
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170480
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The serious writer looks back on a long and distinguished career as an herbologist.
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17041210
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published in The Doctor T.J. Eckleburg Review.
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170497
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They rise up, a sullen, sorrowful/
army of reproach, staring,//
stone-faced but eyed with fire.
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170423
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Mr Robertson chuckled gently as he caught the aroma of freshly cooked cinnamon doughnuts and watched the oil leave its fingerprints.
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