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...ghosts still resentful, ghosts far from home...
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148243
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He puts on a choir of prepositions, 142 adjectives, 317 ramifications of cotton... and 177 semicolons engorged with cabbage.
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148264
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the first day of preschool/ my mother walked me down the street/ to a tall building that cut/ like a knife made of bricks/ right into the street,/ an american flag/ sticking straight out/ just above the door.
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14822112
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It chases other newborns down and eats them.
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1482118
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Me and Dale chuck rocks at it.
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148221
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My wife storms into the kitchen with a pink mako shark slung over her shoulder, barking "Dinner!" towards me as I sit on the counter swishing my middle finger through a bowl of sand.
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148274
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Somebody needs to call Frank. The pediatrician who fixes cars on the side.
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148285
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Marv felt a stirring. Warmth in his gut. "Maybe we should get together," Marv said.
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1481127
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Val walks through the world, absorbed in the day to day. A plainspoken narrator drones on in his mind. The nondescript voice marks time to the beat of Val's banal footfall, hums along with the whir of Val's modest, midsize sedan. The narration is loudest in the twilight…
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148164
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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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148143
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Nancy's brother, Ronnie would wait until church was out and pull the bench up to the piano play and sing show tunes, even humming them loudly if he didn't remember the lyric. Crooning away — as if he had the lead in a Broadway musical. Well, that was part of it,…
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148122
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I think fat will just appear, like a narcotics cop at my door, or something.
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148142
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There is nothing literal about the color of strawberries. It is a beauty too celestial for this world. It can only be imagined.
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148100
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The artist leans back in his chair, smoking a cigarette
after lunch, looking away from the table toward the right
He is dressed in white, and he's practically stretched out
his entire length, to relax after rowing the boat all
morning. Sunlight
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148110
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He huddles against the wooden beam of a chop suey stand, glaring out into the giant technological organism that was his city. Lights, hulking monstrosities and endless possibilities were teeming in the night-hustle that surrounded him.
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148195
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I brimmed with sexual energy and it flowed about me like a buttermilk, silk robe. Rich and thick, musk-laden and fortified with my own particular brand of woman.
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148110
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The young cop says, “Sorry ma’am, you’ll have to wait.” In the strobing red-blue glare he looks like a teenager. Melissa wonders if Tony had looked so young when he started, all those years ago.
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there is a vault in the mountains / that in itself contains infinite vaults
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14811313
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Of course then I did it all over again. Got married, that is. Fortunately, this one worked out.
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148100
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Late spring, summer before cancer. Frank drove Max and his pal Jason to Cincinnati for their first rock show. Less Than Jake at Bogart's. A two-hour drive for ska-punk.
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148110
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I’ve done my part of the job in conservative clothing. Lonnie’s done her part looking like Dolly Parton.
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In a time of drought,/
the sound of rain is sweet/
and joyful music.
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148141
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In closing, Your Honor:After the interview Bad Blake, a/k/a "Otis" takes "Miss" Jane Craddock back to his hotel, ties her up, and gives her a Cleveland Steamer. For reference, please refer to my Brief, Exhibit A, showing a thespian named Ronald Jeremy…
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Jasmine as skeined skins… of liquid hers, by willow courts, the lychee's water wains: as apple-moats flush fawn in russet light, through cherry floats, the leopard-dots of dawn. Branch to branchlet green …
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1480147
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Bones consolidate with age. The fleshy/
bits of body follow by wrinkling and/
spreading outward, appearing to expand.
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148033
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Satan is a wide-eyed Pollyanna mime who communicates with a ventriloquist dummy that corrects my grammar, speaks in internet acronyms, tells me that I’d be a lot prettier if I just smiled more and lost fifteen pounds, and nags me about how all my problems
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14801913
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14801413
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Hunters took 925 bears in the 2020 season in Vermont
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148000
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When you have lived with pain so long, you grow old and the old man inside of you takes over. That’s just the way it is.
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