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Regime is elected officials ignoring constituents, ignoring protestors, ignoring history
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1504168
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Lou Reed was sitting in CBGB,
I was sitting on Greenwich Ave. and West 10th street.
I didn't know him then and I didn't know him later either,
but we were both there.
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150473
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Who ever saw an open upright pop bottle on the street?
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15042011
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The nearsighted world/
puts on its lenses
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150411
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Zorro lived in his mother’s basement until he could get back on his feet.
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150484
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You don't want to knowthe details of my lifethe gossipthe boring moments strung togetheracross the lap ofmy sense of responsibilityit drives methrough the daysdoing this and thatchore, check on the listi am tired and need to stop for a drinkand then, i am filled up for a…
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15042012
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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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150475
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He plucks the feathers and winds thread to simulate an insect’s torso.
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1504114
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The flash of love was real, the life within her was real, and the main thing now was to climb.
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150411
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He had a handsome dial tone, we called him every name but his.
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150463
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—Frank, how is your sex life?
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1504119
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skin cancer
walks along Zuma beach
at noon
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150476
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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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15032310
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If I should wake/
before I die,/
just shoot me through/
the one good eye.
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1503126
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forced to submit/
to reasonableness//
and universal healthcare.
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150300
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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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150395
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A spire
that had stood one hundred and forty years
fell in
a single second of the blackest day.
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150300
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Under the darkness of their new city. The heave and moan of structures as they breathed and pulsed. Under the darkness of this city, under the hum of their florescent bulbs and the tumbling rattle of motorcars, the wheeze of their machines and the clank o
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150300
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A Nocturne, whose grey mana seeped out of it mouth, grabbed the roof of the building with its large claws. Using it as leverage, it stood itself up, hunched over, its long whale like head roared like a loud horn.
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150311
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The waves assisted in pushing him forward, until he reached the dry sand. He saw a small resort town ahead. The lights were out in the businesses and homes.
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150362
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I took a lover on Ibiza either because he was clean-smelling or because he had a hotel room and there were none to be had.
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150386
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in late fall, Rome, sans wind, sans rancor,
sans sand or rain, sans hate ...
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150233
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I can't take it bird by bird because I have neither.
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150274
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They found it naught however as it was lost at metro stops, canceled appointments and in ever dimming light that failed to reflect what was instead of what could have been.
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150200
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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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150211
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Published in Exquisite CorpseI…
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15021612
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She was as beautiful as flowers in a dream
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1502109
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Doofus
National Puppet Radio
Total Bogascity
Sex Cowards
Mein Kampfire
Boner
Hyperventilate
Sewer Video Rats
Psychic Umbrella
Fire Your Psychic!
Tender Brisket
Megatrouser
Puzzlement
University Housecoats
Fuchsia
Big Ass Dawn
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150220
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The wind blows off the ocean soft and cool. I close my eyes in hopes to strengthen my sense of touch. A bit of sand wriggles through my teeth; crunchy and salty like spoiled oven-roasted peanuts. I imagine the air would smell like low tide if it wasn't constantly…
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150200
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"Something happens in a magical, soulful part of the heart...and you see YOU. You see yourself."
"I can't look at myself."
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