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The cataclysm of all those photons/
mad to be a part of you
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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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I dream of benzene rings/
and polymer shrouds
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163152
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Send me a secret story in a song just for me
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163143
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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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163100
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That was the summer that Christine Nelson owned me.
It felt like catching the flu. I had it bad. I was about to turn seven, and it was my first time, and it was bad. A love like that, I don’t know, it’s not a love supreme. It wasn’t completely cru
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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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Defy the impulse to grow beyond/
your means and the means of the/
place where you lie at night.
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1631177
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a song jolts my memory . . .
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163120
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Summer nights in Boston, old cast iron streetlights.
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163177
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You've been given some really cruel thoughts that are not your own.You've been given some really stupid sets of rules which are impossibleto follow. You can learn to manage for yourself. Remember who youwere before they told you who you were. You've been trainedsince birth…
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163197
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I want to tell you things you do not know.
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163186
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in late fall, Rome, sans wind, sans rancor,
sans sand or rain, sans hate ...
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163162
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Chubby. Plump. Pudgy. Portly. Bulky. Buxom. Rotund. Ample. Hefty. Corpulent. Zaftig.
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1630106
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She is face down in the snow
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163031
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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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I got a sixth of a cow in the freezer
That’s not meant to be just a teaser
I guess all I’m sayin’
Come on home and you’ll be stayin’
Cause I got a sixth of a cow in the freezer
Got a rack and a half of ribs
I ain’t tellin’ you no fibs
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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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Essences of bull and bison,//
stag and horse, illuminate/
the stony underground.
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He finished the omelet and started in on the short stack. He drowned the cakes in syrup.
-Never can have enough syrup.
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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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Trigger warning: casualties of war.
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1630118
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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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163044
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“Gladys Miller!” the dog shouted. “Live a little. TiVo it.”
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162900
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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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162900
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Jaume jumped up from the bar, a wide smile across his face. He hugged his old friend and planted a kiss on his wife's cheeks. He was buzzing from the chance encounter, marveling how life had brought them together after all these years. There had to be a r
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graves left or graves lost, into silence death sinks:/it's leaving the living that leaves us such pain.
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“It is not your shoes the Americans complained about!” Roberto yelled, sitting behind his desk, cigar smoke curling around his purple face. “It is your UNDERWEAR!”
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But Jeffrey was flabbergasted and couldn’t explain to the officer why he was speeding. All he could manage to get out as an attack of Tourette syndrome hit were nasty, flamboyant obscenities. The Alabama state trooper wasn’t amused.
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