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Reversal

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For reasons he couldn't fathom, his motorcycle only moved in reverse. He engaged the engine and lurched backward hard. He called a friend, a gear-head with perpetually dirty nails, asked him to look it over.

Barnyard 1961

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The boy heard loud barks and squeals, climbed on a chair, and looked out the window at the barnyard and the faded blood red barn.

What I Am

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I am a happy cog

taking work home with you

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the sound of ashes/ being poured in the kitchen

The Ebsen Reaction

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...the fatal bleeding-out of the love receptors. They call it “Juliet's Tears.”

When To Wear Mascara

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it's time for the cold, antiseptic cloth to briskly remove the evidence.

Moony Star Moony Star

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a lost children…

Picture Window

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You call your wife. “Do you see what I see?” you ask.

Crossties

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Regrets lined behind him like crossties on a railroad track.

The Shit List

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I have a tablet called, The Shit List...

Taking A Walk

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13 rooks on a lifeless tree

My Brain is a Pre-Historic Babe Magnet

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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.

Explaining To A Dog

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My wife tells me/your dog has vomited/ on the carpet AGAIN!

Human Resources

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Lawrence Light had two degrees: business and theology. I liked the clean font he chose for his resume. At the interview, his face was open. His eyes were bright.

Seeking...

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I'm subconsciously a sucker for guys who are no good for my self-esteem. Or waistline.

THE RICH RIVER

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I must have been six years old at that time, but the events of…

Valhalla After Dark

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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…

The Eric Dolphy Marching Band

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My wife storms into the kitchen with a pink mako shark slung over her shoulder, barking "Dinner!" towards me as I sit on the counter swishing my middle finger through a bowl of sand.

Epiphany on a July Morning

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It's that day in July when you feel really bummed because you can't find your favorite white sleeveless shirt that you wear on the hottest days of the yea

The Hater

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You look at people and despise them all.

Not Calculable

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saw the world was a mess I did nothing about it, poured myself some apple juice

1994, What I Wanted

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Xanax, A hand gun, And the courage to pull the trigger

Girlfriend

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As a rule, she calls me whenever she’s waiting for her train or bus. ‘Hiya… How’s life-’ she starts off sweetly. Even though I should know better by now, I can only respond in the same old way. I’ll say: ‘Hi Kate!’. Next, I’ll try to te

Three Micros

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I asked the hospice nurse about maggots.

match point

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two roses her eyes aqua-blue no, blue-green

ok, ok, so I concede

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some answers are enough to make you cry or laugh yourself to death

How it all started

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I heard this story from my grandmother who heard it from her grandmother who heard it from an uncle, who was a monkey.

If I Felt

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If I felt like reading a book then I would read a book

For My Sons, a Poem

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In time, I will forgethow he said "smooshie" for "smoothie"and "eyebrowns" for "eyebrows,"how his upper lip dimpled when he laughedin that uproarious, wild toddler way.How he wheedled to be wrapped and rocked,after a bath, even at age five,his long calves uncovered by…

Divorcing Delia

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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').