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I am far from home, wherever that is.
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161143
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"this is the year I'm going to plant a yucca tree in the garden."
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16111412
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She was sick and tired of marriage. She didn't want to be a mother, but now she was.
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161177
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fuck you Charles Bukowski
go cry in your eggs in a Jersey diner
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161100
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At street level there is a small arrow on which is printed “Museum of Numbers” that points up a long narrow staircase. There is a restaurant on the first floor. All the way up the stairs, the air is permeated with smell of fried foods
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16111912
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I was to limp with stunned, growing horror, as I navigated through the swirling smoke and maze of human corpses...
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161189
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They coo and gurgle in the warmth of twig and down. They are so delicate, hard to look at without thinking of death. I tell them I want for them chief among all things strength, speed, resilience.
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161098
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... black holes suck in matter and supernovas explode.
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161033
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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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161000
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“We’re starting to get into weather control,” Mark said.
“Can you really do that?” Rachel asked, trying to sound supportive and not skeptical.
“There are people out on the west coast in Seattle, who’ve been experimenting with it,” Mark said.
“Bec
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161074
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God damn you women get me all /
twisted up thinking oohrahrah and lala
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161086
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I think about the weight of those words—how they are silenced
by the weight of stone, by the weight of 11 years in a Jinzhou prison cell,
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16101410
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The smart drivers know the signs/
and the back street ways around the wreck.
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161077
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can they approve, our/gods in our wallets? only/when we tell them to.
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161011
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Then a flicker caught my eye. To the left of the balcony, where the residential high-rise abutted a commercial building to its right, a shape--half-dark, half-lit--stood on a limestone ledge.
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1610129
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161020
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Benton showed her his old room, a shrine of old posters and records. But it had been cleaned out, made to look like a guest room. “Kiss me,” Benton said. “April.” “That was just a name, so don't get any…
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161054
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It’s like drawing with Cesium
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161000
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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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161012
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If it weren't for the different lengths of dock, I would think the river just goes past me. Maybe it does, and the banks move too. Orderly where the clouds are random. I have cormorants, passengers, and salmon. They catch each other. They make my crew money. When did my…
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161021
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Blood had soaked through his Converse All-Stars, and into his cotton sox. It was the smell of metal, of iron more specifically, that nudged his mind out from the fog of shock and denial, closer to the reality of his circumstances.
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16101512
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Soon enough, October’s ragged/
lawn will hide its deficiencies//
under withered leaves of oak,
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16102012
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I say her- it might be him-/
but from a distance I supply the details I prefer.
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1610104
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Lapping salt beads from/
my crackling, ecstatic lips.
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1610126
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It's 100 degrees in your tower/and that braid you're so proud of/is one hot ladder to nowhere.
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161021
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She pictured the President leaving the hospital a few days later, hobbling on a cane. Jackie beside him, Caroline and John-John dashing from a waiting limousine. He couldn’t die. She’d looked into his eyes. John F. Kennedy spoke to her.
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160976
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They broke both of Jimmy's shins. / Gambling debt just like in the movies
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160944
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The figure eight will fall on its side. Become infinity.
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160920
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the smell of the small cedar chips burning in the fireplace
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160922
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an awkward stage between
glued popsicle stick marsupial,
and mechanical tin foil mammal.
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