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bassackward/in the surreal/bathroom mirror
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160611
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On that balcony, on every other day, she practised her other, more worldly religion - gardening, specifically sunflowers.
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160600
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Can you see the rut? Can you dig your fingers into the flesh?
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160521
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There is truth you can’t escape or say any other way and expect it still to be truth.
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160554
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I found the hand eight months ago, after I planned to grow a meadow of tiny yellow blossoms in my yard.
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160533
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I contemplate the words that did not make it; the lost ones. The words deprived of their moment in the sun. These words. These words that are not part of the story.
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160500
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Crack open the roof-- raise the battery on a platform with chains
up into the lightning
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160510
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Three teeth. You can pick them out if you hit pause just right. Probably not a person in the entire valley who hasn’t seen that video from the Eastern Cheerleading Finals. They even showed the tape on the eleven o’clock news in Scranton, my face ci
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160531
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On the news they said that there was a baby born in a stable. There are rumours that he may be the son of God but initial reports are unconfirmed.
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1605107
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The tech turns off the music. The capsule blares. I am in Jurassic Park with Sam Neill. I am Timmy, descending the electrified fence, almost toast. I am Karen Silkwood, a deer in the headlights, then showering off plutonium. A garbage truck is compacting
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160483
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160400
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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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160411
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Published in Exquisite CorpseI…
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1604215
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I didn’t give her enough skin. The world will always hurt her.
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1604116
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On my honeymoon, we went upstate to the Catskill Mountains.
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160444
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My father's cousin is Salem the Dead.
Famed, an infant Lazarus of Libya,
he was brought lifeless from the womb,
yet awoke to the chill of a mortuary slab.
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160401
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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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160431
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I will go to work in the morning and no one will stop me.
I wish someone would stop me.
I don’t know if my car will start in this cold.
But if it does (it always does), I am going to drive to work.
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1604158
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She is too stylish to be crazy, is what the migrant probably thinks. And he's right.
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160333
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They look like giant golden raindrops, or flying saucers, or peculiar fish out of their element
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16031410
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The knees remind you: you are old,/
and broken, and unlikely to improve
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160321
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Looming ahead was another polite suburban party at which, after a couple of pops, I'd say something that embarrasses my wife in front of her girlfriends. Or so she claims.
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160330
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The Snowman grinned malevolently as the Sugar Plum fairies shook in their tiny powdered boots."Santa has one more hour and then you're all marshmallow toasts!" the Snowman said. He laughed and he laughed. His evil plan? He wanted the key to time delivered to him personally…
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160300
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A customary phone call from home. What are you doing she says? Playing football I retort – what else. The usual sigh and a faint giggle followed. Much unlike how it backfired back in the late 20’s and we were going to make it the reason to break up! The p
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160300
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The bullet split her head in half before she could finish her sentence. Her blood sprayed out onto my face and covered my lips. The taste of life as it suddenly ended.
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160311
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There is no cement stronger than the one holding a miserable couple together.
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160322
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Beautiful boy! I am doomed / to have attended your presence; / time consumes us, but you / have changed so little...
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160398
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On my twenty-second birthday, in the spring of 1979, I had a crawfish boil, my first. Ninety pounds of red mudbugs on a picnic table spread with newspaper, my birthday cake sitting at the end of the table like an afterthought.I hadn't…
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16031817
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They meant no harm when they flooded farms in its swirls and eddies
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160377
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"We're practicing," she signs, "for an earthquake."
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