1650 10 4
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Come, bring your sadness
to the precipice of my body,
bury it within me like a tool
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164963
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i thirst always
for that poetic mouthful
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16491210
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of placing the rope just so; of settling
the veil with care --
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1649154
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This cell the sole certainty,
all else steeped in mystery.
Why should we be here?
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164964
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Zinvushka Zokolovskaya and I first met at the local botanical garden.
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1649108
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no more trying to keep / the peace, no more trying / to keep every person happy. / Just this: no more.
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164910
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“Now I see clearly my whole life is pointed in one direction — there never has been any choice for me (Travis Bickle, "Taxi Driver").
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164951
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Though we came to life as to a school/
We leave without graduating
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164974
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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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164900
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I had enough judgment, anger and vengefulness from the people around me in the steel town of Pueblo, Colorado, where I was growing up. I didn’t need more from my God.
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16491711
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Each little token is the world/
as you knew it at each time and place
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164965
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It was the sodabottle glasses that scared Entro the most. Stubbled with scratches, taped with residual angst and piercing his soul with contempt he’d seen only on the National Geographic Focus Antarctica series - as Seals readied to mangle for Alpha bragg
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164866
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“When I was six years old, Dad came home from Vietnam and picked me and Mama up from her sister's house in Boston. We packed a U-Haul with everything we owned from T.V. to toothbrush. Dad hitched the trailer to the Rambler and drove us South, back home to Carolina. A…
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164876
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The pristine Hudson's/waters dance in the dark of/the East River's rinse.
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164854
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facts are facets are / things in the act // the truth speaks softly // as time saying amber / to the enduring sap // words come and go / like leaves like men // we the tree remain ...
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16481010
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My lipline's retreated since Tuesday. I'll toss those Hazel Bishop reds, (lipstick on shriveled lips rattles men, scares little children) skip Woolworth's cosmetics counter, save backaching, ankleswelling pondering of powders, rouges, …
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164851
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Some things are meant to be repeated
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1648138
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164800
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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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164811
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Tension slipped from my grip on the dagger as my legs and faith fell apart.
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164833
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Her body: normal as a body, a baby’s body: skin and eyes.
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164811
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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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164865
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She’s not coming today. She didn’t come yesterday either.
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164844
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She wakes up with rosemary.
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164885
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Marv felt a stirring. Warmth in his gut. "Maybe we should get together," Marv said.
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16472112
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We lie sleepless at night, enraged,/
and finger the keyboard
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164745
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. . . it's all we ever want -- the holding.
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164732
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Each time his eyes closed, he shook off the sleep, whimpered, and opened them wide again. I’d never watched a baby fall asleep before, but I realized at that time that falling asleep could be a scary thing. The world gets fuzzy and starts slipping awa
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164743
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Shadows from a star
Never too close
Never too far
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16471110
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44 miles out
the gauntlet of Red River pines
cast shadows pointing north.
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