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A Texas man was recently arrested for failing to return a GED study guide to his local public library. He'd kept it out for three years. This is the kind of news story that brings joy to a librarian's heart.The library where I work just installed a…
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Falling//
is something that comes quite naturally/
to puffed up things. Like the soufflé
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Home is where my parents live and my relatives visit.
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I could trust that most nights I would drop off to sleep at around midnight and shortly thereafter dream an “us dream”, a how we were dream, a sensing of our bodies undulating, then moving faster, moving with the waves of a special music only we could hear, with…
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He first saw her stepping off a water taxi by the Long Docks in the rain at night, her right arm atrophied from some early childhood disease, dangling like an apology, her other holding a cigarette. Her wet black hair hung past her shoulders and her eyes
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"For several days thinking they had found a dead man’s boot beside the highway..."
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This cell the sole certainty,
all else steeped in mystery.
Why should we be here?
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Shadows from a star
Never too close
Never too far
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Usually I’m the only guy in a roomful of women. Some of them are foxy, too.
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Literary agents, also editors,
But most assuredly not my creditors,
Someday they won’t mean jack to me—
The people who won’t get back to me.
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Later, your father stared, confused, at the empty spot where the wall paint layers ended in the shape of the old machines. He stopped coming in.
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It is said that lovers find lips in the dark through secret brain circuitry.
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The poet said, ‘I feel the fell of dark, not day.” but day it always is. Bright! Bright!
the city claims its blue salutes; its stopping in mid-sentence at a name where fingers roam a stone.
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...you should pick a VERY OLD millionaire. Very old, and NOT VERY WELL...
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But that night we were happy, looking all around at the bright lights of the several cities that we could see.
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Something was changing.
We could sense it in the circling air. A loss of stillness - and we'd been still for so long.
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It's just another night in the old city, perched in the skeletal radio tower with my collection of telescopes
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Foolish boy, you chose
your parents poorly-
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“They say she lives alone out there.” “What, like out in the woods?” “Not like way back in a cabin or anything, but in a little house out there off the road. I'm not even sure she has a car.” “What, does she…
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A tough enough signal to read under the best of meteoric circumstances, this is one maybe I'll keep on thinking about. I might be able to make something everlasting out of this crazy price for love after all. I no longer…
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She drinks a chocolate martini. I fold myself up and slide into her pocket.
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I have a tablet called, The Shit List...
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The tiger-eye beads around her neck would wink at me like a nervous uncle sharing a secret with a child. They roll on her sternum like marbles. At night, on her nightstand, they whisper my secret to the patchouli-scented room. How long have they known?
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The jewels were dragonflies, buzzing lazily, Beelzebub’s hair a golden meadow.
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"Nice one, sir," the toilet said.
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My mother was Irish as Paddy's pig. So all her family. Lovely people they were. Also, seldom seen among the Folk; stone cold sober. My father's family; Bavarian German. Bavaria's the wrong side of the German tracks. Frankfort people laugh at Bavarians as people in…
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“Imagine a Shakespearean scholar coming upon an undiscovered work by the Bard. That’s how thrilling this is."
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For the past 6 months our love for each other had been akin to a chess game. We avoided each other’s traps, fortified our defenses, set up gambits of our own, exchanged pieces of our lives, and now it was endgame. Checkmate. Time to move on.
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Send me a secret story in a song just for me
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