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I smoked my cigarro under his watchful eye. We were never able to make too much conversation even when I was teaching him at Educenter. Now that David had opened his own school, Evert had come to learn with him because it was much more affordable, but he
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forced to submit/
to reasonableness//
and universal healthcare.
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Not believing enough in God he was made unfortunate. Neither cursed nor damned; merely little things. Missing rides, running out of toilet paper, showing up late. Until, suspecting someone he had overlooked, he chose a God. The wrong One it transpired. Things…
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Once again there's too much to handle and
no space to process
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Slipshod shoes were the first sign of a meltdown. Sometimes she could see it coming. A prickly gentleman washing his clothes on a Thursday afternoon. One week he’s fine. Nothing wrong with owning a sour face. The next Thursday, his shoes don’t match.
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I got an email notification that your relationship status had changed to Single...
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Everybody called her The Crier because from time to time we would hear her crying.
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The Judge waited for the perfect wave.
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The best thing about being a cowboy is the cows.
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She may never know and it sureis a small world. She may neverknow and they have a list. She maynever know, I'm very grateful.She may never know and I couldhave sworn we were getting along justfine. I refused to say goodbye. I am still wearing those…
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there should be a word for it.
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IN nature, it's hard to find a straight line. Stand on a beach. Look out to sea. There out far you might think you see a line where the sky comes down to join. Where two fields of blue meet. But where you're not quite sure for the line is a blur there. You…
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The Assistant is lost again in a grid city. Again she feels disconnected from the world. Where she is the sound has been switched off.
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an undercurrent of fear is running through my community
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And it's a tough thing
to become a father,
a contradiction;
guiding a child to avoid the things
that you know about so well.
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my mouth is open, ready to bite your tiny toes
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There are 1.45 million readers
of poetry in the US and
2.9 million poets. The odds
of an audience are bad.
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Each step you take on the pitchEach mile driven downEach closed exit of highway Blocked avenues of importanceBoarded up HammeredNailed shutPeople and places and things You can't get to anymoreThe knife and the needle The black and the…
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It's 6:45 a.m. A gritty, mundane sort of magic pervades the air at "Valentine’s" in the Hamilton Hotel.
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israeli flares light gaza/ casting incandescent nudity/ upon jumbled puzzle piece buildings.
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Every Monday you brought your Sunday finest to the bus stop...
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Except with the language I was born to./
Occasionally, with painters and collagists-//
dead now, typically- who can’t voice/
opposition to my misappropriations.
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“Gorgonzolla!” The remnant croaked, his eyes wild as he thrust an open hand in Jaffron's direction. A burst of energy tilted Jaffron's pod on its axis and sent it hurtling backwards...
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A small bar of glycerin soap floated in the sink full of bloody water . . .
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And I don't know how long it will be until she comes outside and figures it all out.
Figures me out.
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I want you closeI want to feel youinside me,softening me untilmy borders are blurredand I'm hardly breathing,my heart swellingso big itbrings me to my knees,I want to know thepain of losing youeach time youclose your eyes andgo to sleep anddream of someone else,I want to…
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I do not know what zinzins is, what a zinzins is, who zinzins is.
I do not want to know
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Floating along the ebbs of the ocean,toward the horizon, where time has no say,an end that will never be reached.
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