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What grabbed the mind when you heard about it was the way he did it.
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Another bird hits the large plate glass patio doors as I am sipping my morning coffee.
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graves left or graves lost, into silence death sinks:/it's leaving the living that leaves us such pain.
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After three teens took off without paying
and he clung to the hood of their car
He wasn’t trying to be a hero
sandwich or otherwise
but climbed onto the hood when they
tried to run him over
There was some question and dispute
over th
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severe snow storm coming. I'm looking for a parking spot and listening to Machito & Charlie Parker
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The kid with a testosterone chip
Instead of a brain
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So few dreams are the doors they seem.
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Twenty-two tornadoes tore through Toronto, spiraling steel and stone to the streets where she stood, texting her best friend.
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I’m deathly afraid of the pub crawls
of my ancestors, through Bohemia and Fitzrovia
because of the ghosts of alcohol already
etched inside my veins
and the headlong loss of oxygen
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In traffic I cry bloody murder, but my bloodlust subsides once I'm in Valhalla. Chip Whitehead wants to see me on the 22nd floor before I start my shift. Charlie and the other suits have been looking at me funny since I sent Chip a memo suggesting the recession…
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two roses her eyes
aqua-blue
no, blue-green
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We became The World Famous Shadow Puppet Theater because we thought that the best way to become world famous was to act as though we already were.
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Your laugh used to startle the nurses.
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the sound of ashes/ being poured in the kitchen
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"Good, it's Link Wray again,"
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Shadows from a star
Never too close
Never too far
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Ug seemed kinda down in the dumps so, uncharacteristically for a male hominid, I asked him why he looked so glum.
“Ug no find nice girl,” he said, poking a stick in the dirt.
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By February, I had decided,
That you'd tear out my throat every morning
if it meant your favorite song would play from my neck.
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He just had to tell somebody. Anybody.
So he called up his publisher, L., who agreed to meet him at Oliveira’s for a drink. It only took about ten minutes to walk there from his big duplex in the Elmwood, where he was still living with his wife among
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I took a lover on Ibiza either because he was clean-smelling or because he had a hotel room and there were none to be had.
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Regrets lined behind him like crossties on a railroad track.
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“I won't live here,” Beth said, waving her hand to indicate the small Southern town in which they were having dinner—the most delicious fried chicken either of them had ever tasted—in a restaurant located in an antebellum mansion. She looked…
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I held her hand through two divorces, I warned her that gorgeous Geoffrey was homosexual when she was oblivious, and I fed her children when she was off at rehab (four times before it 'took').
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“Well” I say. “What do you think about the dilemma of a guy who’s tortured by a history of incest and bondage?”
“Depends” Says Al. “On who was cested and who was bonded.
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It was a dark and stormy night.
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The dowdy woman in fart nailed the vim.
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1662 2 1
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What was so bad about other religions that their followers were automatically condemned to eternal damnation? The priests were so convincing when they claimed Christ was the only true way.
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I was raised in a big city in the slow South. I know a little about cross cultural dining and where Delta Blues collides with Sly Stone, Al Green, and Zeppelin. Dirty rice in the Dirty South. Fried chicken, collards, and pintos. Fried velveeta…
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saw the world was a mess
I did nothing about it, poured myself some apple juice
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