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That was the summer that Christine Nelson owned me.
It felt like catching the flu. I had it bad. I was about to turn seven, and it was my first time, and it was bad. A love like that, I don’t know, it’s not a love supreme. It wasn’t completely cru
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Under the darkness of their new city. The heave and moan of structures as they breathed and pulsed. Under the darkness of this city, under the hum of their florescent bulbs and the tumbling rattle of motorcars, the wheeze of their machines and the clank o
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My old buddy Snoop Dogg saunters into the room, and we go through a handshake routine that takes over ten minutes, ending with double-backflips and some brotherly penis swordplay.
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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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"So, what do you do for fun around here? I mean, other than each other?" Carlo's smirk broke into full-fledged laughter; Yuri feigned shock. Iris leaned forward and breathed into Bronte's ear: "We misbehave."
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This time, he didn’t admire the fish for very long. He was close to shore and tossed it up on the rocks. Before the fish could flop its way back to the water, Quentin lobbed a broad stone at its head.
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He brought me kisses from New York.
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The trees would answer with a creak and a crackle.
Fall was near, a rotten apple.
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King's splendid stronghold Pressing down the earth below Broken by the grass
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Though we came to life as to a school/
We leave without graduating
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"and I turned to you, at some joke we shared,
and saw winter ease its hand,"
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a poem about things exploding/burning down/scattering for miles.
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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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I look down at my free of clothing genitalia and curiously note that the testicles sprout from above my erect penis, and my scrotum is so taut, hard and shriveled as to conjure squished images of a gigantic pink peanut.
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I considered kissing Christian. It wouldn’t be terrible. I mean, it might be terrible, but it wouldn’t be awful. His teeth were a little crooked but he didn’t smell or anything.
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Vera Wang I saw you on Oprah today girl. Oh no no no.
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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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"Nice one, sir," the toilet said.
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If I saw a little old man out there, a fellow with a hunched up back, I shouldn't be afraid.
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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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The pristine Hudson's/waters dance in the dark of/the East River's rinse.
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"For several days thinking they had found a dead man’s boot beside the highway..."
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Where horses once were tethered grows their grass . . .
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THIS is what happened — the dead went into remission. Dated may 10 2010. Or it could have been some other day. They were going to be restored later. That's what we were being told. The dead were being given stones to mark their remission. They were getting…
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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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We know them just enough/
to recognize them when we find them.
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as distant lights
all must shiver
before joining in
a Milky Way river
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I have a tablet called, The Shit List...
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