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But I had learned from ingesting Roberto’s glitter-eyed fear, it could make you never close enough, and then, never far enough away. And both at the same time.
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152576
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The pristine Hudson's/waters dance in the dark of/the East River's rinse.
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152521
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"For several days thinking they had found a dead man’s boot beside the highway..."
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1525177
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a song jolts my memory . . .
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152500
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...the fatal bleeding-out of the love receptors. They call it “Juliet's Tears.”
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152521
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You were gone, long gone, and I could no longer smell your scent as I walked through the empty house. I couldn't bring myself to unpack the boxes, and they lurked like a forest of overgrown drab Legos.
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152500
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Rosea plays a bohemian plainsong for the cosmonauts among us, while her fuzzy apple hips spit glitter, spin strobes: pink shades of pantyline flicker; lip-licked neon hues scrape strings in B sharp, a gloomy clue.
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152522
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...you should pick a VERY OLD millionaire. Very old, and NOT VERY WELL...
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152551
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I want you closeI want to feel youinside me,softening me untilmy borders are blurredand I'm hardly breathing,my heart swellingso big itbrings me to my knees,I want to know thepain of losing youeach time youclose your eyes andgo to sleep anddream of someone else,I want to…
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1525104
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"Nice one, sir," the toilet said.
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7 — IT'S HARD TO HAVE FRIENDS WHEN YOU'VE NEVER HAD ANY AND ARE STILL FUCKING WHINING ABOUT IT — Once he learned he didn't “bring anything to the table,” Worthless Veikass hit on the notion of [...]
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1525109
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Cinema Verite’ is the best book of poems I have encountered since Matthea Harvey’s Modern Life
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152540
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“Well, aren’t you the cutest thing?”
Shelly looked around for the source of the line and one of the better looking bar flies met her gaze. He wore a faded t-shirt with a swoosh graphic that read ‘Just Do Me‘. True to its mystical nature, her indefatigabl
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1524115
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If I felt like reading a book
then I would read a book
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I have never seen doubt on the face of a Roman general,' he said, ‘but when you looked at me and said “I know”…that was a certainty I'd never encontered. You have crossed the Acheron twice.'
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152431
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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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152465
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The clarinet and the accordion are brothers, I see. Big, fat men with curly, klezmer hair.
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152421
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Back in the sixties, I chanced upon a list of books. That’s right. Sifting a black garbage bin, I found the long lost canon. Seizing the moment, I snatched the list, and cradled it in my palms. I felt proud and patriotic for saving such a noble list f
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152464
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"...innocent butterflies of pollution
trapped and entangled,"
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1524158
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What's that snitch doin' here?
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Soon enough, October’s ragged/
lawn will hide its deficiencies//
under withered leaves of oak,
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Home is where my parents live and my relatives visit.
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1524116
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The days cut off by damp chill with every thought a different variety of protection.
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For instance, my sister's husband. If I say brown socks, yellow boxer shorts, fishnet undershirt. If I say plastic bag and two tepid beers. And a voice that glides to falsetto when he: you're a tad too obscene for my taste, Julia, while he tries to light the filter end of…
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152321
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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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I was ashamed of my conscience.
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I enjoyed the talking part though
rambling on and on for lord knows
why or how
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