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She didn’t think of herself as an undesirable, no, she didn’t, but did find herself cowering in face of the presumed judgment of those around her. They had more money, more clout, more everything.
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we're not at war / with the world. We have papers.
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The poppers, the Viagra, the chorizo – all had been ordered and all had arrived.
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My poems have appeared in four different publications; three have died shortly after they ran my stuff. Coincidence, or something more sinister?
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When a multinational big box furniture store opened just off the expressway outside the city selling all the same products at greatly reduced prices, they contemplated the possibility of closing their store.
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I pull into the parking lot and see a group of roosters squawking and trying to overturn an ‘87 Pontiac Bonneville that's caught fire. They're pouring whiskey down their throats. They're weeping over a bag of economy sized frozen breast fillets.
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What I Love About HistoryMy roommate, Cara, wears all black, which she thinks scares me. I've never bothered to tell her I wore all black for two years, eighth and ninth grade, and I'm just over it, not that I think she's lame or passé, but there's nothing remotely…
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The Rapture comes and goes unannounced in carbonated soda bubbles spicing the air.
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They look like giant golden raindrops, or flying saucers, or peculiar fish out of their element
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She drinks a chocolate martini. I fold myself up and slide into her pocket.
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It is a hot August night — the same kind you remember from that summer after high school graduation. A cool breeze blows in off the ocean, sweeping across the boardwalk just hard enough to dry the …
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People Who Go to Poems for Truth
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The leaves were meaningless because they were no longer connected to the trees.
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You beckon me with an aperitif.
The Kir Royal tingles, its bubbles tickling my nose.
Its subtle black courant pulls me into your smile.
I drink from your lips the champagne-tingle of your kiss.
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That old woman's got to be senile or something. The other day she asked my daughter if I had a "thing about water." Sharon told her I didn't, but then came right in and asked me, "Mother, you got a thing about water?"
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Ben was in no mood for games. His ribs hurt and his eye was painful. He would have to tell this girl, who had flicked her tongue in his ear and who did not sound like Sophie, to get lost
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He came to a spot on the edge of the strawberry fields where he liked to sit with his brother and watch the turkey buzzards circle overhead
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rockstar, moviestar, literary supernova – burning out before all the planets are declassified.
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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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Billie Holiday and I want a cup of coffee and they tell us to go fuck ourselves.
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because you pay/
for it to matter to me.
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The Street singer gathers up his coins
and counts to a hundred before
The last string stops vibrating
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They meant no harm when they flooded farms in its swirls and eddies
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BECAUSE to fuck is an incidental REASON to be here
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Nothing is ever hoarded in our house, everything is eaten.
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The instant you remember
gratitude
with enough focus to spring free its power...
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Bobby took one out and looked at the date. "July 1965. Does that mean anything to you, Ma? Carla, T.J.?" Bobby handed the paper to my mother. "Why don't you spread it out on the counter to see if you can find something that he might have wanted…
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They were just boys, the Nazis I mean, young in their twenties, not much older than my brother Cyril.
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