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She rolls up at school with the word MAYHEM marker-penned across her stomach, wrote so big the first and last letters graze each inner thigh bone. She says it's in honour of some rock star I never knew.
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Except for the bathroom stalls—you know the one that goes “Here I sit all broken-hearted”—the only poetry in the house is composed by Hazel, recited to her fawning sycophants.
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No jagged bits of crust were thrust up/
through the prairie’s black gumbo/
to give us cataclysmic mountain views.
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You and I will never meet. You will never even know I existed. Even in dreams you will never imagine me. Someone told me once that your sleeping mind cannot conjure up new faces. It just spits out all the ones you’ve ever seen and that’s it. That’s it.
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tumbling for you from afar as close-up. They will rewrite your dancing form like a proper magical spell on all their maddest days, using the branches of cherished trees dipped into the trapped wells of certain hosts of …
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However did we make it this far/
without murdering one another
as the other sleeps
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She asked if I needed to be measured for size “to make sure they feel really good on you,” her lips all gloss and smile. I was nineteen and knew my size but changes in weight had caused fluctuations before so maybe I'd be different…
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I’ll tell you what’s wrong
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Vibrations of a cavern a mile beneath silver willows.At two in the morning beyond the Sheratona lumination of pollution intercedes realism.Cardinals and doves develop their melodyprogressively caught in beat/heart echoes,as with spelunker canaries fluting noxious gasa small…
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"Dennis," she started "exactly what the fuck are you looking at?"
"Your tits" I replied.
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“I'm thinking about math class,” she said. “The solution to three factorial.”
“Easy,” Leo said.
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The crowd- which consisted of exclusively men with beards and djembe drums and women with hairly legs poking out of corduroy patchwork skirts- cowered and crawled in fear around the angry man-bomb, mortally frightened yet encouraged to shimmy because the
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Barbie wore only her clear pink heels...
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This is Peter’s office. The room is small, and the wood paneling is painted white. Light colors, Peter has been told, make a room appear larger.
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Just like D-Ray White’s tapping still bounces off the mountains if the right person is listening, Hasil’s hoots and howls are trapped in record wax like a blood-drunk mosquito in amber.
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That old woman's got to be senile or something. The other day she asked my daughter if I had a "thing about water." Sharon told her I didn't, but then came right in and asked me, "Mother, you got a thing about water?"
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Light slunk in from under a door, but just a sliver.
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israeli flares light gaza/ casting incandescent nudity/ upon jumbled puzzle piece buildings.
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It's time, more than anything
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Cat fight. I rush outside and swinging my trusty broom I charge the rolling yowling ball of black fur.
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Floating along the ebbs of the ocean,toward the horizon, where time has no say,an end that will never be reached.
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On an overcast and humid day in August, Jesus—with Dad’s permission, of course—decided to make his grand return.
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Another bird hits the large plate glass patio doors as I am sipping my morning coffee.
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Shakespeare had red hair / Van Gogh never painted a nude
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In my seriousness I am not making the case that none of “this” (our contemporaneity, our historical moment) “matters”.
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You treat them like I’m hungry.
Fix it.
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No matter how you do it, forgetting something doesn’t mean as much once you’ve forgotten.
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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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