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The past operates with incredible gravity. Powerful, efficient, deceptive. Thin, sleek cords sent out by it attach themselves to your back, your legs, your buttocks, the back of your head. Resist. Walk. One leg after another. Easy does it, like a baby. Do
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It’s Sunday- no need to shave-/
but shave, I do. A little act//
of discipline in the discipline/
of routine.
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The place is buzzing with little women, all clad in black smocks.
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On Soapography, two actresses are discussing
everyone’s personal heaven, and in another room
you can hear a woman who is your dead mother
combing her hair in a doctor’s smock in a dream,
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the names / she carried (within)
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Lise started making up words when she lost her voice.
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There won't be dancing, anymore. That isn't true, that can't be true; but there is no floor to dance on, you know?
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Flash’s hackles stood brushlike but he kept his head bowed just enough beneath the bigger dog’s stare to delay the inevitable fight. Flash, Mal thought approvingly, would pick the time and place.
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Sometime in the late 60s when I was thirteen I had this paper route for the San Mateo Times.
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① / empty space / not black / not white / not noise / blanck
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Judith was a bed wetter. Judith was a first-year college student and she was embarrassed that she wet the bed.
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“I feel like my bones are melting.” Her arms are wrapped around her body tightly, like she’s trying to hold herself together. She’s shaking; I can hear it with every breath she takes.
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When we were young and small we played in the orchard. Mom made apple pies and fried apples, caramel apples and apple sauce, apple cider. Grandma’s apple butter recipe.
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Co-workers have started calling him Jesus, Manson, Foghat, Doobie Brother, hippie, hipster, Grizzly Adams, Dude Lebowski... there’s really no end to it.
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Take shelter from the rain inside the Museum of Sex.
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Justin comes out of the bathroom, finally erect, his hands glistening with K-Y jelly as he chucks the girlie mag into a corner. “I'm ready.” Through the afternoon's soft-filtered light, Kelly watches him climb on top of her and thinks of…
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I looked around in my pantry but there were no sentences I felt like cooking.
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Your mother is a great and dying bird. Once, she tended her grand feathered nest. Once, she preened.
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It takes almost an hour before I drift to sleep on the bus. When I wake up in Crescent City, I’m surprised. Maybe I was going somewhere else in my sleep. Walking out of the station, it feels like a strange place. Somewhere I’ve never been before. The
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Not a fuss, not a stink,
The eulogy, deep, will make one think,
Grandmother, sat in back, will wink
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On his knees
he divinates diverging lines
with belly laughs he levitates
the rebel spheres into geodes .
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Burger King has rekindled Flame, its $4 broiled-meat-scented spray.
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Warning: reader beware, there's sex in the air.
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She'd still rest her fingers on your back, and her smile still lit the lantern of your soul.
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The house had to be clean - I mean thorough-clean - when he got home from the pit for his tea, or he’d throw his plate at the wall and the gravy would run down onto the carpet. There was always gravy.
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that guy/ MOSTLY understood / endings
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An undercover agent posed as an Orthodox Jewish woman in a sting operation that led to the arrest of two rabbis for kidnapping men who refused to grant divorces to their wives.
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in our teens as tough as the cold/we wore denim and flannel with our boots/kicking at whichever wind blew . . .
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