1217 10 7
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I reached for that hair and the air zagged white...
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121711
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The last row of furniture is all black leather. In unison the tigers hop onto a couch a piece, sit calmly on their haunches, and reach for remote controls buried in the cushions. Roaring, they paw at the remotes.
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121796
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"He doesn't have a parish," I said. "He works in a hospital in the East Bay. He told me that if I were in that hospital and I woke up and saw him, I was in big trouble."
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12162015
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I said, “Marcy, Source Almanac is a guide for the Apple.”
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121600
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Her mouth was sour; her forehead was still damp with perspiration. She leaned against the bathroom wall and noted her complexion had gone pale. She wanted to slide down the wall and rest until she felt steadier, but…
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121611
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Somewhere, a mathematician is going mad in a box that decreases in size at the same speed it takes the mathematician to find a way to get out. At least he’ll die with an epiphany, which is more than we can say for you.
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12161712
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There are 1.45 million readers
of poetry in the US and
2.9 million poets. The odds
of an audience are bad.
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1216154
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A delicate thrill buzzed my face.
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1216156
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Now his daughter was an American citizen and Max wanted only the chance to board the SS Maua and disembark in New York.
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1216189
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121611
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Route 346 is the way Pop drove to Troy long after everybody else took Route 2. Today Charlie and I drive in the opposite direction. Back then, Pop drove us to Troy on Route 346 on Sunday afternoons with the car windows…
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121632
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On shingle of seashells &
Bullet shells,
Ghosts drift along the shore
Of the Black Sea.
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121651
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in his thin, swanky
black leather jacket
out on the town at night
in Mexico with his girlfriend
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12162215
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Mariposa, the skinny hound, crawls out from under the trailer
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12161611
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Once a student brought him a jar of black widow spiders. Tony put it on his desk. Somehow the jar got tipped over, and the spiders got out.
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121500
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A burst of mud spilled out over Jonas and scooped his body up like a raging river. It spun his body over in a rebound rather than pushing him through the door.
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121522
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The old man had always known things, was feared and revered up and down the valley for knowing things. I’d heard the stories since the day I was born.
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121543
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We decide not to go to the emergency room
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121556
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Just like D-Ray White’s tapping still bounces off the mountains if the right person is listening, Hasil’s hoots and howls are trapped in record wax like a blood-drunk mosquito in amber.
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1215163
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He doesn’t intend to lie after this. For now, he just wants to take in the sea and the quiet.
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121543
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"Hey, man. All we represent to them, man, is somebody who needs a haircut."
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121521
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He tapped his foot, swished his hips, swaying across the worn tile floor with an invisible partner in his arms, the batter-coated spoon still clutched in his right hand, momentarily forgotten. Nearly a decade had passed since he last shared a dance with h
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121554
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I found the hand eight months ago, after I planned to grow a meadow of tiny yellow blossoms in my yard.
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121510
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What else, H, is there to say about heartbreak? What else could it be but our hands, cupped as if holding water against our chests, then broken into halves. Or the picture of this one, pretending to load a gun. Or this one, soaked in smoke—asking for
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121530
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Quantum transport rearranges grandma.
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12151410
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The smart drivers know the signs/
and the back street ways around the wreck.
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121510
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This must never get out in the press, for it would cause widespread panic. The priests would surround my house, not to mention the police and possibly the army. Castor Desayuno has come back from the dead!
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1215109
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Cinema Verite’ is the best book of poems I have encountered since Matthea Harvey’s Modern Life
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121501
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This time, he didn’t admire the fish for very long. He was close to shore and tossed it up on the rocks. Before the fish could flop its way back to the water, Quentin lobbed a broad stone at its head.
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121542
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Better not hand me that iPhone. I'll look up every damned thing in it.
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