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Zorro lived in his mother’s basement until he could get back on his feet.
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This tall, very blonde, very female, friend of mine. . . .
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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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TV and power cord valorized in dust,/
wires and digital guts unimpaired, I’d guess . . .
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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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Suppose Eve, strolling through the sunlit Garden, had not stumbled on that particular Tree at all, the wily serpent twined in its lower branches?
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there should be a word for it.
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I wonder how many crumbs
he can drop to make a cookie,
whole, so I can relax a little
and throw out the self help books
about how I'm not right in
the motherfucking head,
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the beeps, rhythmic,
tell us that you're still with us
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If you work with the public, you're stressed. Unreasonable customers. Demanding bosses. Reduced staffing. I love my job, but the workload is tough and getting tougher. What can we do to keep our spirits up?Play Customer Appreciation! It's simple. Assign a point value…
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I tell myself I should have known. You were always absence.
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We are young
That’s all we’ve got
We take drugs
We smoke pot
You got mugged
And I got shot
We are young
That’s all we’ve got
I want you to love me like it’s midnight
Midnight, midnight
Yeah, your mama wants you home
But she knows
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I fear osiris with his feather rising to meet the raven in mid-air they will turn to look at me decide if I go through the door of no return into fierce landscape on my knees I will crumple into the foetal…
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I had the idea for a pageant for my obedience school at spring graduation
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“Let me in,” I begged.
“No. Get back stinky feet.”
“I washed them.”
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In order to be a catalyst for catharsis — which is just a fancy way of saying agent of change — you have to be willing to condition yourself into something partially inhuman. Only something on the very outskirts of humanity…
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Sleep never fades away quickly. It has to be shaken off, layer by layer, before reality can reach you. That is the way every morning works for me. There are some days when I will sit at the edge of my bed for almost an hour, shedding remnants of dreams
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In human rights, a man and a woman may marry and bring forth a family. It is a civil right in the U.S. but not a human right (as far as I know) to raise a child singly without the knowledge of the other parent.
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Trisha dreamed of being a Playboy Bunny since the days she still had buck-teeth and fried egg boobs. She blu-tacked page threes above her bed-head and had me snap topless Polaroids till they littered the floor. She told me to imagine she had 36DDs and per
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"Why, before the summer has passed
You won’t remember her name. . ."
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I pointed, trying to keep a rising frisson of alarm from my voice.
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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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Content may contain ordinary, everyday, and all around average happenings.
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The kid with a testosterone chip
Instead of a brain
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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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The receipts all fell into the black leather valise he’d retrieved from storage that afternoon, except for the forty-eight cents, which wound up in the right front pocket of his jeans.
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-Love is a rushing
of blood
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I write poems as if language matters.
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You held my hand when I hit the ground and told me the shakes would start soon.
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