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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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There is nothing like your first time, and by that I am referring of course to the first time you purchased a 45.Going to a record store and buying a 45 is a uniquely Boomer experience. Because, alas, there are no more 45s. Or, for that matter, record stores. The…
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My wife tells me/your dog has vomited/
on the carpet AGAIN!
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Later, your father stared, confused, at the empty spot where the wall paint layers ended in the shape of the old machines. He stopped coming in.
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He plucks the feathers and winds thread to simulate an insect’s torso.
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If I felt like reading a book
then I would read a book
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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…
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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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Morning's first blush, their world in repose. Sated, drained, spent; …
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If this is trouble, please call someone else.
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A figure left the building.
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Alysia tried to focus on what was important, but it was too much to bear. She was ready to dive down when a shot of wind blew past her, causing her and Megumi to lose control over their gliders.
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She stood there with her back to me and her dress around her ankles.
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Defy the impulse to grow beyond/
your means and the means of the/
place where you lie at night.
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“Choices overwhelmed us,” Thomas continued, years later, “like waves crashing.”
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The TV projects from an insect arm. It has the face of my ex-husband, smiling and void. I like to set small fires and inhale them.
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-Love is a rushing
of blood
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I was shooting baskets in the driveway when the Mexican kid delivered the groceries. He drove in fast and loud . . .
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My mother was Irish as Paddy's pig. So all her family. Lovely people they were. Also, seldom seen among the Folk; stone cold sober. My father's family; Bavarian German. Bavaria's the wrong side of the German tracks. Frankfort people laugh at Bavarians as people in…
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“Gladys Miller!” the dog shouted. “Live a little. TiVo it.”
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Bill decided he hated his neighbors on a Sunday morning in June.
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It is the first day of summer, a blue-green afternoon, and we sit beneath the English oak, Quercus robur. Everything has at least two names. It is the first day of summer, or the last day of something else.
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as distant lights
all must shiver
before joining in
a Milky Way river
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I was just sitting in the corner, stirring my stories with a straw that sucked characters out of bars.
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A pinprick breaks the black/
and pins the spin of constellations/
around its still point.
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We sat in silence, the entire train, the few other passengers in anxious wait to see if I would change my mind. We all flipped pages, glanced up at each other, looked away when noticed.
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A heart which is alive despite everything in the world that wants to deaden it.
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“You done done sumpin’,” the old man guessed, “Sumpin’ bad...”
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some days are
minotaur shit on your tongue/
smokestacks dumping acid rain on your already thinning hair
your eyelashes pinned in upside down, backward/you give wrong shaving directions to the mirror
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