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I wear my gun so it shows,
so everyone knows.
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172101
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Be it a moment of zen, an epiphany, a vision, or even an ill-tempered chinese food inflicted dream, I've seen what's been shrouded carefully behind you… ahead of me.
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172184
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I had to kill someone today. Do not be alarmed, she was only real to me.
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172166
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We touch the places now, feel the hardness of bone...
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17212011
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Reality for us must be broken so we can fix the one small insect of it we can capture and pin, wriggling.
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172189
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172110
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He was almost dying when I reached the hospital. I walked past the open automatic sliding doors into the lobby, almost vacant except a few people milling around, the nurses fighting sleep behind the desks while waiting for their shift to end.
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17211911
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Today the isobars are far apart.
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172177
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My skin tells a story of pain and labor. It’s better than a tattoo and cheaper.
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172011
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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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172031
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172010
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wash over me i fear not the erosion let the future scientists take their soul samples to figure out what happened how was there warning and when you go away let me believe the residue left behind is a choice a souvenir of the moment i want you full…
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172054
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It’s like drawing with Cesium
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172055
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The jewels were dragonflies, buzzing lazily, Beelzebub’s hair a golden meadow.
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17201814
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The bones are chilled now, past/
invigorations of the coming spring//
and its entanglements
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171998
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... black holes suck in matter and supernovas explode.
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171940
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So ya think you’re a writer? First of all, shut up. No, seriously, the very first thing you need to do, this very instant, is to just shut your mouth and take a seat.
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17193723
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in a puddle of water, the butterfly rests on a stone
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171964
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I am the boy with the olive skin who takes pictures of lewd sex acts performed by nobodies on stage at the Rock Creek Lodge Testicle Festival in Missoula, Montana.
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17191810
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I’ve blown out my shag haircut
and it’s big.
BIG-big.
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171923
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Where in the shadows of these raw streets
does love last longer than a flyer?
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171900
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He can't breathe can't breathe can't breathe turns the handle can't breathe falls onto the front porch gasping in the cold night air. And Dad is lying on the smoldering carpet in the parlor. And all the kids are upstairs. And he swallows the air. And ever
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171931
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The drapes are closed against the sunlight, but Ginny can feel someone in the room. She peers through barely open eyes so as not to let on she's awake. She adjusts her position in a way she hopes mimics sleep, turns her head to the side. A woman…
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171922
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I sat there, observing the city people. Frowns upon all our faces. The rain moistened my heart and journal. A blind family; a trio. They used their wands to lead the way.Their faces read joy but, most importantly, satisfaction.My envy filled the damp page.
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171900
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I didn't care for parties when Jackie was alive and I donot like them now. Deborah, our daughter,…
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171911
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Hours. Hours, bygone. He said, “Come to me all liquored up and you know what’s gonna happen.” Sure. It was every bit true, what he said, six months bygone, chewing off cuticle scabs somewhere out west.
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17191711
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I knew a girl on Folly Island who took
showers in water so hot
her skin blushed pink rosettes.
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171985
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Those socks? Nope. I'd look like the joker in the commercial, the creep with the pollen issues and the triangular smile. What a genius. It's the part off-screen I can't forget, the part they left on the editing reel. She's crumbling the crackers into her soup, that dry…
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1719139
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Stalks were scythed to submission one stroke at a time
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