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I fully intend to show Hamilton the delights of soft Oriental carpeting and a delicious new position I learned not long ago. It involves a silk scarf, a leather strap and some aromatic herbs.
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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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Mr. Blumberg and I sat side by side on a small couch in the family room. He was watching a football game on TV.
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Billie Holiday and I want a cup of coffee and they tell us to go fuck ourselves.
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My wife broke the news to me. She enjoyed it, too, I'm certain of that. It was a juicy piece of gossip.
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Cat fight. I rush outside and swinging my trusty broom I charge the rolling yowling ball of black fur.
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Eight days before her 50th birthday they were married in their soft new pajamas, holding hands on his bed in the hospital. The pastor and witnesses wore protective hospital gowns and gloves; the patient was in isolation once again. A special dispensation from the head…
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For instance, my sister's husband. If I say brown socks, yellow boxer shorts, fishnet undershirt. If I say plastic bag and two tepid beers. And a voice that glides to falsetto when he: you're a tad too obscene for my taste, Julia, while he tries to light the filter end of…
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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 print is not ideal, it's true.
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She Waited for the other Shoe to Drop
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I have cherished the memory of that meal since and have sought out Indian restaurants all over the world. San later told me that the best Indian food was to be had in London
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It was like Azure was dictating the tempo of a song. Fluid in motion, and a story told.
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beat them with fists and purses.
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Barbie wore only her clear pink heels...
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You stand in the mirror. You see yourself. You stand sideways; your profile is always your best. You tuck in your stomach, you stick out your ass but it's the same. You stand face front. You shiver. The mirror adds weight to your already sagging breasts, the wrinkles…
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Santa’s stuck/you say? In the chimney of course./The lard-arsed ol’bastard struggling
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“Choices overwhelmed us,” Thomas continued, years later, “like waves crashing.”
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The Judge waited for the perfect wave.
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Who ever saw an open upright pop bottle on the street?
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"Dennis," she started "exactly what the fuck are you looking at?"
"Your tits" I replied.
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I realize the kid is still smoking. Shocked, I tear the cigarette from his mouth, throw it to the earth, and grind it to death with the heel of my boot.
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With each step, that cold hand steals ever upward.
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A short triangular plastic shovels into the/White plastic container filled with topaz crystal-like/Salt granulars. Scratchy sandy sounds echo.
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Marge bought the rug on-line.
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When hadrons collide they’re not always Swiss. They may be cheese or neutral but that isn’t of my concern.
Look at them, touch them, feel them, the quirks of the antiquarks, masonic mesons, baron baryon.
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Write power
like a purring kitten
eyes wide
without an idea of exactly
how small he is.
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we're not at war / with the world. We have papers.
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You are an heiress to drunks.
The statues of your forefathers stagger,
memorialized by gravity, their faces
half-lit eternally, as they reach into refrigerators
for another something
to keep away the cold empty.
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...That flash of horror as well as the lie that replaced it were mirrors of sorts and both told the truth.
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