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Something was changing.
We could sense it in the circling air. A loss of stillness - and we'd been still for so long.
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Regrets lined behind him like crossties on a railroad track.
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Paulette lived on the east side on Paulette Avenue. Mama dropped me off when we wanted to play Barbies. Her neighborhood was a little green lily pad in a swamp of blight and disrepair. A ghetto moat ringed around those three fancy blocks like a first line of defense,…
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remembering Cahokia, a place we rent near the water's edge, for we dare not enter
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Polylinguists lash me
with tongues I cannot conjugate
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I dream of benzene rings/
and polymer shrouds
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...the fatal bleeding-out of the love receptors. They call it “Juliet's Tears.”
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I went to a drum circle next night under the full moon in May, scotch broom and lilacs blooming. One does not inhale such aphrodisiacs without losing one’s balance. There were children of druids and pagans and stregas from lands over the sea, lands beyo
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...you should pick a VERY OLD millionaire. Very old, and NOT VERY WELL...
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Contemporary persecution of Christians takes on milder forms of torture like having to explain away something Pat Robertson said, or constantly having to hear about Fred Phelps picketing funerals because he happens to hate homosexuals.
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Beneath an opal moon, the open field and wilderness across it look immersed in varying shades of blue. A strong night howler blows across a little girl's face as she walks the field as if in a trance; her whole visage framed against the backdrop of this very act …
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skin cancer
walks along Zuma beach
at noon
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I It's been there all week, Nose tucked into tail Comfort found between impact and asphalt II I'm still here logged out, still here Had it with the billboards the check engine light milemarkers... Just…
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some answers are enough to make you cry or laugh yourself to death
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All I wanted to know was: Am I coming close? You could have given me a clue. How was I to know how deep the scar ran? I always thought scars were superficial, but I was young, and willing – what did I know?
What would they have done if they had come
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Past the pavilion, past the factory, past the underside of the bridge where the surfers jimmy their sloppy fingers over the oil barrels.
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When our kids were very young, my wife and I believed it was important to give our children traditions that they could grow up with. One such tradition that we shared each Thanksgiving was to walk down by the cliffs along the ocean. We'd all go, our kids…
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"You've fallen out of love with me, is that it? That you'll leave me for another girl, who has bigger boobs and fucks you better than I do."
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For a few/
vivid weeks, deciduous shrubs and trees/
will seem to glow like flames and embers
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A proper study of human history should
lead the student to an inescapable desire
to commit suicide
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She bought a dog with short legs to make her own legs look longer.
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Xanax, A hand gun, And the courage to pull the trigger
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Bill decided he hated his neighbors on a Sunday morning in June.
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the memories return like they do every year at this time
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An yet we are all inmates...
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There was a small slanted hole through the edge of the door, and another one in the door frame. She pushed the door closed to check. The holes matched up.
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