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He noticed a freckle on the forth toe of her left foot. Her wedding toe. A direct result of one frenzied crowd of melanocytes in the dermis, adjacent to the epidermodermal junction. The fruit of a very subtle orgy.
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Occasionally I will pick up a quarterly—
As a budding poet, to do what I oughterly,
And peruse the pages for helpful examples
That I can crib or use as samples.
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-- All the guys who hit on me are Virgos. -- Like Gary? -- Like Gary. -- How could Gary be a Virgo? Look what he did with his hydrangeas.
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The dog awakens at the sound of a petal falling, sure that barbarians are at the gate. She opens wide her yellow teeth.
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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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I haven’t read many of them, these poets
that they speak of – Whitman and his Leaves
Of Grass, Mary Oliver and her wild life
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Ben considered his options in the taxi to Charles De Gaulle airport.
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I'm subconsciously a sucker for guys who are no good for my
self-esteem. Or waistline.
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Home is where my parents live and my relatives visit.
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I picked out a book to read on the airplane. The title was The Function of the Orgasm by Wilhelm Reich.
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As the other mammals go extinct,/
we can’t presume we are immune//
because of big brains and a history/
of belief in the control of nature.
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When we were young and small we played in the orchard. Mom made apple pies and fried apples, caramel apples and apple sauce, apple cider. Grandma’s apple butter recipe.
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Maybe you, citizen, should be a jerk. Jerks get where they are going. You, citizen, what about you? Handy, dandy, where’s the jerk? Conformists. Sheep. All of you, all of us, boiling out our radiators. Spending our day, our days, our lives in coope
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Write power
like a purring kitten
eyes wide
without an idea of exactly
how small he is.
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King's splendid stronghold Pressing down the earth below Broken by the grass
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There is a rock somewhere with the truth of the sky in it, the glitter of otherworldly charms that falsify the ugliness of the literal.
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Rosey streaks through the city, dragging a flooded umbrella.
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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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1. The sparrows' heads revolve slowly when you press the red button, but the boxing glove attachments don't work.2. A weird weaving of voices, unmusical harmony. One phrase punctures the texture: “The empty slot.”3. Poems are processed into more useful verbal…
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I don’t want to debate polemics while I’m sweaty and naked. I just want my hair cut.
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This tall, very blonde, very female, friend of mine. . . .
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The jewels were dragonflies, buzzing lazily, Beelzebub’s hair a golden meadow.
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Their faces covered in shadow, smiles so relaxing, a tall woman approached her, gently rubbing her face. Her lips moved with no sound, but Sora subconsciously understood what she said.
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Summer nights in Boston, old cast iron streetlights.
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Noah's diagnosis takes several years. A doctor from North Carolina reading his case dubs the condition Bootlegger’s Syndrome.
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He sees how he could release the duck, imagines it winging low over the water to where the others have made it safely.
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Dinner conversation reminds me of the chatter of birds. Happy talk. Nothing real.
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Remember when I entered a room and turned heads
is my youthful charm a sputtering fire in the hearth
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an awkward stage between
glued popsicle stick marsupial,
and mechanical tin foil mammal.
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I call him a Staffordshire terrier. You call him a pit bull. Some people say he's lovable. Other people say he'll bite your face off without thinking too hard.
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