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It's just another night in the old city, perched in the skeletal radio tower with my collection of telescopes
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It's that day in July when you feel really bummed because you can't find your favorite white sleeveless shirt that you wear on the hottest days of the yea
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I dream of benzene rings/
and polymer shrouds
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The dead horse on CNN
was floating there
in the floodwater
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Zorro lived in his mother’s basement until he could get back on his feet.
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she lifted and threw her legs out the open
side front window of the speeding auto
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I will go to work in the morning and no one will stop me.
I wish someone would stop me.
I don’t know if my car will start in this cold.
But if it does (it always does), I am going to drive to work.
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Noah's diagnosis takes several years. A doctor from North Carolina reading his case dubs the condition Bootlegger’s Syndrome.
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Can you see the rut? Can you dig your fingers into the flesh?
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skin cancer
walks along Zuma beach
at noon
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We lie sleepless at night, enraged,/
and finger the keyboard
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a mere forty years/and maybe you become twelve,/maybe sixty-three.
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The note was a lie, multiplied through each member of its potential audience....
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After his chemotherapy failed, he went water skiing.
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The first thing I saw was a sandal, but it didn't exactly look priestly. It was golden and glowing, and the foot it was strapped to had red painted nails. The straps wrapped around her ankles, and up her slender leg, tied off in a bow below the knee.
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I cut myself. Often. The bloodslice like thin lips parted/in prayer.
life’s color drained to ashen/as the old world spins, pirouettes/like a circus dog on the back/of a galloping horse.
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“You did what?”
“Well, the bike is a classic. Getting the proper parts for it just isn’t easy.”
“You’ll end up like smeared all over the road doing things like that, and I’ll have to pick you up again. Geez. Watch out for this branch-”
Bruce held
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A heart which is alive despite everything in the world that wants to deaden it.
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his mother brought him to me/ when he was very young/ maybe a few months old,/ born in arizona july.
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"do you know what your problem is when it comes to girls?"
she must mean other than the fact that they're all
completely insane. or at least all the ones i've dated.
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This guy struts and never walks, and while doing so he reads and sends text messages and emails from his smart phone and so never walks in a straight line.
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awoke in confusion, fear and hurt never seen before that day a year past
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But here it was, Friday afternoon with Deborah checking MySpace for interesting bulletins or messages before she made some weekend plans, finding a blog from Fred posted that same morning with two simple sentences.
"I know. I've known for a long time.
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Ug seemed kinda down in the dumps so, uncharacteristically for a male hominid, I asked him why he looked so glum.
“Ug no find nice girl,” he said, poking a stick in the dirt.
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His wife had just come from the gynecologist and was toying with her French fries.
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"and I turned to you, at some joke we shared,
and saw winter ease its hand,"
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I followed the curve of the etched Koi, its filigree scales arcing across a taut midriff toward the indent of her pierced navel, where a collection of water lilies drifted on the surface of her skin.
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I blame the fucking mosquito net.
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