1621 13 9
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We mourn/
in perpetuity and are inured
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162064
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Luke was in the gutter, his face in stagnant water littered with cigarette butts, condom wrappers, and green shards of glass from broken beer bottles. A man was kicking him in the face with a boot the size of a U-boat, over and over and over again. Blood
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162061
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The unpublished writer remembered the carnage that surrounded his Foxhole in France and decided he was done praying. All around lay the evidence that no one was listening. The drunken pastor stumbled away.
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162076
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you might as well be blind
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162031
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Rumor was their only mission was to smash all the glass in the world. They sneezed and smashed and laughed like hell.
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16201312
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I asked him where he hurt and he said everywhere.
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16201613
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He'd hung above her head for months.
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161970
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On the way to the drinking fountain, Elysia Martin, a third grader at St. Michael's Parochial School, heard a voice calling her name. When she turned toward the white plaster statue of the Virgin Mary that sat between twin hedges in the rose garden, she
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161910
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Albert Einstein was probably the genius of our age. Joe Biden is a close second, yet Einstein not only had better hair but a keener knack to think of things that no one else could, or would, or would ever want to, since if they did, their brain would shockingly combust in a…
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1619147
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We flew./
In my dreams, I can fly.
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1619148
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Little tech puppies, well compensated for code/
that outsourced laborers will realize in supercheap,/
superchipped gewgaws, sip artisan beers
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161940
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She wanted wolf cubs. Not kittens, not husky pups given as infant gifts with red bows around their scraggy necks. No, she wanted wolf cubs. Even when it grew to pace the length of her hallway - proud as men - she could not love it. …
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161965
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go ahead
stick one more morsel
into that piehole
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161967
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The last night, I shivered in bed until three a.m.,
the blankets wouldn’t work,
or the socks,
or my tears,
but I reassured my heart
that my next love would be warmer.
He was.
And our air conditioning bill was so high we could’t afford it.
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16191711
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Pholcidae...Daddy Long-Legs
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161851
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I have a tablet called, The Shit List...
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16181113
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I was seeing the owl lady from time to time when I met Caroline.
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161844
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It was a dark and stormy night.
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161820
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After three teens took off without paying
and he clung to the hood of their car
He wasn’t trying to be a hero
sandwich or otherwise
but climbed onto the hood when they
tried to run him over
There was some question and dispute
over th
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1618172
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You can tend to recognise the difference between a good and mediocre mind by observing how each reacts to a misfired original idea.The mediocre mind will praise the merely meretricious, but ignore the more interesting bad art. The higher mind will value the misfired…
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1618105
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how alike, breakup & death
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161892
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She liked talking to him, even now, when they’d spent three years talking. She thought about other conversations with other men at other bars, some of the bars on the water and some of them tucked behind shopping centers or off of different h
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161810
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Pay attention: our names were Bobby, Didi, Joanie, Mitch and Sam. It was popular in those days to wear big name buttons across your chest, and we’d line up side-by-side as we watched our reflections affix said buttons, anchoring them to our stiff lapels
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161820
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I know you,
ladies and gentlemen
We see the near future
through you
Your factual face
as you sit indoors
Youthless
In your ordinary chair
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16181110
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44 miles out
the gauntlet of Red River pines
cast shadows pointing north.
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1618107
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In her blanched beauty, seated in a silver deck chair, with complacent socialist ways
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161853
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"and I turned to you, at some joke we shared,
and saw winter ease its hand,"
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161888
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that doesn't need any words to arrive fully formed, or too many words to be believed in at all I should say, a little something we can simply send back and forth across your time and my space without having to talk at length about it, but being a …
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16181010
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161842
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One summer night, as I walked alone down the cracked sidewalk of Kentucky underneath a canopy of maples where the moonlight fell through branches and lit my path with uneven lines I wondered: where does the residue of lust and desire go when everything you want to…
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