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Unconditional Unbroken

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It's house has seen every day and every night From its windows stars are born and die

Mrs. Penfield

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Now her right breast was annoying her.

Poof

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Yesterday's protest...

pome sequence from an early spring

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Say say say say say say says our I-I-I-me tunes:

Interview with a Jesus Lizard

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Interviewer: So, you walk on water, right? How is that possible? Jesus Lizard: Well, I only run on water, and upright on my hind legs. Haha, if I tried just walking on water I’d sink quicker than St. Peter!

the sensual tactility of tall buildings

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There's a nice line in M. Tafuri's essay “Architecture and Cities in the United States 1870-1910” concerning the relationship between land values and building costs:“… whereas the simple parceling-up of surface lots is the product of an elementary…

A Regime With No King

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Blank space / governs the minds of small children

Started by a Sudden Change

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Erma's last task, as it happened...

Black and White

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Chris and I have an understanding. We've been playing cops and robbers all morning, running around and stirring up shit.

Barred caller

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Bowling With Diane Keaton

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Friday night, 80s halcyon,a memory of October bowling.The suburban lanes loudwith kids and kinetic releaseof balls slamming on maple.I have no footwork, no senseof release, fingers sweatyin the grips, resin droppingwith a hollow boomfollowed by derision from more adept…

A pallor, a darkening flush

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My whiskey drunk, I twist around to catch the white blur of the great horned owl as it swoops from telephone pole to fence post, ears alert, ready to undermine the idea of calm and quiet I’d let settle over me as I drained my glass.

At her Bedside

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He turned off the light. His wife was breathing slowly. At her bedside, he spoke of her friends the roses, of the pretty carnation brooch he had pinned to her silk scarf, of the alluring hat which fitted her so well. Small souvenirs, simple and vivid, the heavy night…

Save the Life

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of your lost childhood from whomever you are now. You should know that sweet little face anywhere. Horror didn't dim that light as much as cruel indifference. Kids believe in anything as everything. They see all the hungry monsters, no…

Sanctuary

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until the last wisps started their heartless descent admitted by default to this curious flock a sorority I never wanted to join the red poison drips relentless