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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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Afterward, at the motel, I asked her why she liked sex so much, and she said she liked the taste.
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173163
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If he had not just decapitated a chicken, he was a man I could have loved.
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You were sitting on dark leather meringue, wearing slit ivy, epilated thighs sliding through, roots showing beneath your anaemic skin, fighting with the pale bluegreen of your veins. Quills extended from your left hand, bent about 10.2 degrees or so.
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I’m supposed to be writing poems but it’s Saturday morning and I’m watching cartoons.
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I crave the confines of the convent
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Now comfy is as comfy does, but when sleeping strange, please accept a wide range of cradle, crib, cave.
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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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Some things I reject out right. That is I think I disagree As John put it. You can't play the game. I was never Too good at pretending. It's not that I can walk on water, It's that I don't mind getting my clothes wet to get away From all the…
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173065
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You may think you've tasted envy, but yours was just a sour sip of wine at a civilized wine-tasting. Mine is bottom-shelf, well-brand gin in a biker bar with miss-the-urinal piss stains on the floor.
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and the moon shines on like a silver dollar
and coyotes in the desert scream and holler
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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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feeling empty as the
bottom of a bottle
dry as a bone
in death valley alone
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173064
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...the knives she laid out on the porch before her husband left her, washed and dried, set neatly by copper pennies.
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I knew I spoke out of turn when I asked my father's old friend Charlie Jobe what he thought would come of moving to the veterans' camp, or "Village of the Deranged", as the newspaper has since taken to calling it. That was their description after all the
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They came early and parked up, under cover of the night and the giant oak. I only know this because people told me afterwards. Watching us, they were. It was six o'clock before they smashed their way in, scaring the three of us out of our wits. Baby Billy screamed the place…
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So, I escaped from the Iron Curtain out of Czechoslovakia, as was called then. That was in 1956 I escaped, and came to Chicago where all of you were for some time already. I know our grandparents came over in early part of century, but my part of family
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so I tighten hands with my castaway and say/you failed to impress in your folded peacock dress
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Once, when he had been married for a year, she sent him a card which said, "If you have seen a cat smoke a pipe, you have got it made." There was an illustration of a big, black panther, standing up on its hind legs, smoking what looked like a big tub of
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After work and wine, I Take some red food coloring and empty it Into my bath water. I submerge myself and open my eyes Like looking backwards at the world through A liquid sunset. I push myself under water, squeaking Feet…
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the swan drives a car ( window down; wing half hanging out ) …
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She called it EMDR, which stands for Eye Movement Desensitization and Reprocessing. Basically, it means training a part of your brain to longer associate trauma with a specific side of the brain. This meant that she had to direct all traffic of the repressed memory to a new…
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When you encounter a body laying on the road, drive over it.
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Warning: reader beware, there's sex in the air.
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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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173065
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She used her right breast. Lifted it to her chin, aimed at the can, and shoved it down as hard as she could.
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You could hear her coming from a long way off
as she kept trying to catch her breath,
like she was getting the fun rattled out of her bones.
But it was laughter, laughter that kept on
filling up her belly from the inside,
and she was having tr
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I know this: the sky is vast here//
and the sun unforgiving/
to any architecture not the best
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Her clothing style varies from grunge to glamor and . . . she always looks good.
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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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