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I enjoy launching words into space. Please dangle a moment here while I prepare the next sentence. Ok. You can come in now. Take boiling for instance. And hawsers. The sound of words on a sheet of paper. The manifesto for a roll of sleep. Sleep is oblivious to…
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His wife had just come from the gynecologist and was toying with her French fries.
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He just had to tell somebody. Anybody.
So he called up his publisher, L., who agreed to meet him at Oliveira’s for a drink. It only took about ten minutes to walk there from his big duplex in the Elmwood, where he was still living with his wife among
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when the mirror cracks
my eyes won't cry
it's a perfectly
respectable (romance)
between her and i
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148911
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He had a handsome dial tone, we called him every name but his.
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Yes, he'll be quiet. Very quiet. He rocks himself, the ark, suddenly imagining water underneath him, over head, all around. Water, water, water—
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148967
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The last night, I shivered in bed until three a.m.,
the blankets wouldn’t work,
or the socks,
or my tears,
but I reassured my heart
that my next love would be warmer.
He was.
And our air conditioning bill was so high we could’t afford it.
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1489117
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When I cook sausages, I am afraid I will not let them sit in the pan long enough, and they will be pink inside. Then, even if the pigs have been handled humanely, I and the person for whom I've prepared this meal will be at risk for some terrible stomach poisoning.Let's say…
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148963
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—Frank, how is your sex life?
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148944
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She wakes up with rosemary.
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148922
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Hello floaty word man / suspended in smoke / chortling coughing with collapsing colon / spraying sounds into the day / making it night and ending the line
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148976
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In the panic following news of my motorcycle crash, my honey fled the house without coat or wallet, and now, nearly midnight, we don’t even have cab fare home.
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148932
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...Heroin. It helped them get through the tricks and sucked up their flesh.
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148888
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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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Normally, Aidan looked like a guy. A highly feminine guy, but still a guy. He wore his hair in a buzz cut (a turn on of mine), wore tight clothes, worked out so he had a bit of muscle, but nothing over the top. And he was my guy.
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148821
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Sure my man. Show me the token I’ll show you the slice.
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148822
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stoned,/ i made the mistake/ of walking to the store across the busy street/ to find myself in the middle/ of the pep-up/ for a basketball game/ or something like that.
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1488198
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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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148820
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The rocket shone in the distance. Cape Canaveral had never looked so pretty.
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1488128
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I was hope, and
you were what I can only call
consolation, as day after day you
remained a grief in my throat.
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148800
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The door shuts slowly to something that’s allegedly mine
and it sits there and waits until I come home
just like you.
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148864
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We bobbed and weaved using our words like the sniffs of two unfamiliar dogs in a Wal-mart parking lot. Wary, but sensing we could be more than just polite neighbors, once we got past the normal darkness of strangers. There was no plot to our story yet, but we both seemed to…
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there should be a word for it.
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Polylinguists lash me
with tongues I cannot conjugate
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148700
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The moon hung in the sky, round and pale, under cover of some wispy clouds.
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It’s just that—well, I don’t know how to put this—
With a Dadaist poet a non-affair is the height of erotic bliss.
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1487116
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On my honeymoon, we went upstate to the Catskill Mountains.
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He was just walking along, making sure that no white, Hispanic, Native American or Asian people were doing anything illegal when he noticed the young black man walking down the street.
He hadn't meant to.
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