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Why is the sky grey he asked meI don't know, I saysudden flashes of light snowbloat the cloudssea gulls are squawkingexpect them to peck at my headI have nothing to feed them
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A wrinkled man lie atop an ivory-clad mattress, matched sheets covered his body, matched hair covered his head.
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I knew nothing about the letter at first. When I came in that morning and smiled and said good morning, it was a genuine smile and a heartfelt good morning. But the letter, which had arrived the previous afternoon, was already doing its corrosive work of
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The clacking ventilator reminds me of ice cubes rattling in your highball...
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176311
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I concluded that Parisian sexuality must be partially indebted to the cricket or grasshopper. The entrance to their flat was a wood door scarred by scriptures common to places frequented by people who have not yet made their mark on the world.
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1763105
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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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176353
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"...you are a freak of nature..."
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176282
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Entering that darkroom is like slipping through the barrel of a rifle.
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A horizon shrinks a burden until it’s a seagull getting fat off vinegar fries. I’m in love with the way your mouth moves when you aren’t talking. When it fills with salt.
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“You know who Neil Peart looks like?” Gram said, ignoring Aaron's outburst.
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The bearded old man, raised his weary body from the bedroll he had slept on last night and slowly stood up. Bones creaked as he worked the stiffness out of his joints, the pain and memory of endless days and nights riding the…
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didn't know how to do it
just tried to squeeze on the teats
didn't know I had to grab up on the udder and pull
Unca Ole laughed
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1762169
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If love could only by heat be bound
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Writing as a form of imaginative hatred
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If you were the ozone,
I’d want to leave you gaping.
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Long, elegant, with a touch of arch,
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Their specialty is the roasted Australian hare, long ears intact, arranged on a bed of sassafras.
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176110
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[He] practiced aromatherapy and licentiousness, in no particular order.
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Sofia looked around and found herself at a boulevard. She could see the town exit ahead of her. The bike still lied on the ground.
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176100
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There are three ways I can love you, not even half of one more.
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176166
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What she didn't tell me was that her brother Carl got fried during an electrical storm.
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176143
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"Hey, man. All we represent to them, man, is somebody who needs a haircut."
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San Bruno avenue, six shops in eight blocks. Those Vietnamese ladies thrive on the pedicure trade.
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I didn’t question any of it and instead sat motionless as she dropped my wrists and walked away seconds later.
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He didn't hide it. He told her he was a mortician when he called. He had responded to her ad in the Lonely Hearts section of the newspaper.
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My sweet baby angel has baby hair Baby angel has a golden cross lit looking at the crystal pig and kind mare The drowning unicorn comes from the waves in fits. My sweet baby angel has baby talkBaby angel has a diamond shape scarburied heart shaped…
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Sharpie marked, Free Still Works
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176110
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My only celebrity anecdote involves seeing Barbara Bush in the back of the Presidential limo ...
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They rise up, a sullen, sorrowful/
army of reproach, staring,//
stone-faced but eyed with fire.
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