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Send me a secret story in a song just for me
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The dowdy woman in fart nailed the vim.
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She stood there with her back to me and her dress around her ankles.
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I try to enjoy my bookbut the mannequins keep tapping at the windowWhen I look up they vanish Outsidefibreglass clouds are kept in placeby invisible wires——Sometimes the mannequins …
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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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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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white-gray mounds persist
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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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Even when the sun is gone and things get dark, usually the moon comes to reflect some light of hope until a new dawn can emerge
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He repeated these six words like a prayer. His only confession.
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What grabbed the mind when you heard about it was the way he did it.
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...listening to the ache of errs our mouths had become.
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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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as distant lights
all must shiver
before joining in
a Milky Way river
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162353
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Little mercy, ten fingers, ten toes.
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I'm old enough to be her father.
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An yet we are all inmates...
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Under the darkness of their new city. The heave and moan of structures as they breathed and pulsed. Under the darkness of this city, under the hum of their florescent bulbs and the tumbling rattle of motorcars, the wheeze of their machines and the clank o
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awoke in confusion, fear and hurt never seen before that day a year past
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I walked along the beach today, and there I saw them all; including the latest lost: little Tiven, Tommy, Michaela & my Paul. Grandma painted at her easel, set upon the dune. Uncle Eddie bent in half, laughing like a loon, Oliver growled…
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162300
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"One-upmanship" is a strategy for defeating an opponent somewhat unfairly without actually cheating.
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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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The cataclysm of all those photons/
mad to be a part of you
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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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“You have no idea what your lives will be like if you can get out of the ‘hood. You could be driving Volvos, eating Tuscan cuisine, getting MacArthur ‘genius’ grants!”
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She overcomes herself on the day of the spectacle, clown paint, unmoving amid a rumble of trains and screens, video logs and snapshots, live blogs from phones wet with lotion. This is Tokyo. Facial masks. Bare flaking paint in streams. Stardust.
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This woman is naked to the waist and then nakeder below that.
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I figure maybe I’m mostly alone; they are all running down staircases or falling down fire escapes, some of them naked, some of them with towels, mostly probably naked though.
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“There goes that slut Kerri Stanton,” the immense woman behind the counter chuckled to her patron. “Who the hell does she think she is?”
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