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He does not read what he’s giving them permission to do to him, just signs the release.
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162644
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He keeps saying it,
babbles the term like he knows what it means
and we wince and interject with mama,
mama,
mama,
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162600
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"One-upmanship" is a strategy for defeating an opponent somewhat unfairly without actually cheating.
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162677
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The whole thing is broken. It's like an egg. I'm not saying this to get you to say something else in the sunny opposite direction of the tattooed scar upon my painted backyard scene. I don't really care. It's only on me. Not on you. I'm glad as…
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Except with the language I was born to./
Occasionally, with painters and collagists-//
dead now, typically- who can’t voice/
opposition to my misappropriations.
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1626128
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fetal position can make a man seem small. harmless. like the child your womb won't carry...
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[B]y fleeing the city to live on the outskirts of nowhere—a place so far off the beaten path that even Duras’s aging Mr. Andesmas would have felt isolated—I was of course trying to escape from none other than myself.
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1626109
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What grabbed the mind when you heard about it was the way he did it.
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162662
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Sometimes one person's shelter is another person's storm.
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162595
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as distant lights
all must shiver
before joining in
a Milky Way river
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162545
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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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162500
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“Would you look at that one!” my father said.
“Who did she know?” my mother asked.
“Who did she blow?” my father said loudly, and burst out laughing. I laughed too, although I didn't know why.
My mother shot him one
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162510
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At last one of the men on the line bowed his head in a silent prayer for deliverance from what was about to come, then lifted his head and shouted loudly for his fellows to charge.
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162553
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Little mercy, ten fingers, ten toes.
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162553
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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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162563
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Morning's first blush, their world in repose. Sated, drained, spent; …
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162596
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THIS is what happened — the dead went into remission. Dated may 10 2010. Or it could have been some other day. They were going to be restored later. That's what we were being told. The dead were being given stones to mark their remission. They were getting…
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1625198
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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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The cataclysm of all those photons/
mad to be a part of you
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162530
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white-gray mounds persist
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162586
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My wife tells me/your dog has vomited/
on the carpet AGAIN!
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16252012
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The eyes, luminous and large-
each an infinite bright blue ocean
Wind ruffles feathers
My ego and vanity also/
encourage me not to wear a mask.
An aberration/
that general circumstances/
will remedy, and soon.
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1625115
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“I’m tired, Art” The Virgin said. She was already curled up beside their dog,
Lance.
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162554
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...listening to the ache of errs our mouths had become.
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162531
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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
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162554
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Bill decided he hated his neighbors on a Sunday morning in June.
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I'm old enough to be her father.
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A figure left the building.
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An yet we are all inmates...
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