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remembering Cahokia, a place we rent near the water's edge, for we dare not enter
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I stomped up the steps clearing my shoes of snow. I was wearing my Rooskie fur hat with the ear flaps, and I kept it on when I went inside.
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If this is trouble, please call someone else.
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Although badly educated, and although the Michoacána fought to deny it, she held the complex notion that borders are not abrupt lines, simple artifacts of geography and cartography.
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The dowdy woman in fart nailed the vim.
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I'd never seen a dead person before, let alone one that was living just
seconds earlier.
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It doesn't take a genius to figure how he sank, in the drink, like Jeff Buckley. Like a stone.
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An yet we are all inmates...
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awoke in confusion, fear and hurt never seen before that day a year past
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None of this is real, he says, and the path slopes down to a house that is possibly haunted. One always looks in such windows, one cannot not look at the predictable detritus of another's failure, a queer satisfaction, a fairy's dust. But no, not real, none of it. And…
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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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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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He liked to take pictures of her, and she liked to pose. It made her horny, she said.
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there should be a word for it.
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The sound built up, louder and louder causing birds and insects to fly into the air. Then it stopped.
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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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When we talked about the lasagna, we were, I see now, talking about different things. I.e., I was talking about lasagna, and you were talking about almost everything but. You weren't talking about the dry, burnt noodles or…
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A heart which is alive despite everything in the world that wants to deaden it.
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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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His mother named him Far because she had high hopes for him
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My wife tells me/your dog has vomited/
on the carpet AGAIN!
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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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They blew in the doorway of the café at the French Hotel like two sparrows chasing each other. Their wings down in the dust, unheeding any danger in their hunger for each other. I knew the man who was about to become her husband, so maybe this was her las
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The trees would answer with a creak and a crackle.
Fall was near, a rotten apple.
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Polylinguists lash me
with tongues I cannot conjugate
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Everybody knew Billy Miller. He had messy hair and crooked teeth that he hid behind a thin-lipped smile. He and his friend Jimmy Rodgers, who everyone called Cock on account of his red hair that stuck up like a comb, were inseparable. They liked to ste
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If you're a Boomer, your brain is teaming with decades-old Pop tunes that you just can't forget. The real reason you can never remember where you put your keys? Too many of your brain cells are clinging to every last lyric to “Fire and Rain,” “Free…
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