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Though we came to life as to a school/
We leave without graduating
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167441
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The strawberries remind me of you,Fat and fleshy,Pimple-dimpled.--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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167453
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"and I turned to you, at some joke we shared,
and saw winter ease its hand,"
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16741212
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a poem about things exploding/burning down/scattering for miles.
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167422
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167474
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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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167422
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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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167444
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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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16741412
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You call your wife. “Do you see what I see?” you ask.
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167465
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She’s not coming today. She didn’t come yesterday either.
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167432
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He asked me if I was going to buy Valentine's for the office this year, and I shook my head. We were in the dollar store, February 13, and I could get a box of twenty kids' Valentines with last year's favourite cartoon…
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167300
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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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167376
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Where horses once were tethered grows their grass . . .
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167300
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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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167388
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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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167396
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He brought me kisses from New York.
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1673104
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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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167364
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This Tippy’s name was Cheryl — something both of them were so far not committing to paper or saying. Unusual in a salesman, she thought. He is insincere and intends to sell her something.
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167295
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as distant lights
all must shiver
before joining in
a Milky Way river
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167277
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It's important to make a sure sound. It's not impossible you know. It's just funny I suppose, like being in a dream of another dream. All these things could be mashed and tumbled together to make us one big clay hero, someone…
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167221
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"For several days thinking they had found a dead man’s boot beside the highway..."
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1672148
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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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167200
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Coagulating sky, a turbulentheave of orange, blood red,hell's fire smeared —below, tar seas bulgeat the seams, engulfing ships.Pier-bound she streaksand wails as the seaswells and threatens to claim —, corpse head, baldeyes, her death robescling to…
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167255
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if it were a child/ it would be in first grade this year
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16721110
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44 miles out
the gauntlet of Red River pines
cast shadows pointing north.
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16722312
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We know them just enough/
to recognize them when we find them.
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167232
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[THIS PROGRAM HAS BEEN EDITED FOR CONTENT, AND TO RUN IN THE TIME ALLOTTED.]
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167211
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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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167201
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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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1672106
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The trees would answer with a creak and a crackle.
Fall was near, a rotten apple.
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