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No one had told the newer tenants that the dead would be given votes, and they were in an uproar: it wasn’t legal; it wasn’t fair; it was creepy.
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160011
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Published in Exquisite CorpseI…
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1600215
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I didn’t give her enough skin. The world will always hurt her.
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160032
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"Why, before the summer has passed
You won’t remember her name. . ."
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160021
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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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160040
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When I heard that my brother was going to get married, I was more surprised than anything, but also awed by his courage. Our sister, named Baah Baah during a particularly bad recreational substance binge by our fun-loving, aristocratic parents, Nancy and
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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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1600146
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R just sent me a funny text:
Nice nice shit rainbows
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160076
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I keep attempting to start a correspondence with people / but they end up not being interested in me, / either that or I scare them away / because I usually begin with: / “Well, my favorite philosopher is Hegel..."
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Catherine, after another haunted, bewildering morning wondered if there might be a way to hide from her nightmares. Was there a way to trick them? Shouldn't she try? She drove over the bridge, something she didn't often do, to buy…
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I do not know what zinzins is, what a zinzins is, who zinzins is.
I do not want to know
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160031
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Your favorite nickname
existed only in the bright red
cherry smoldering
at the end of your smoke.
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159932
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Remembering Ginsberg
who howled through just about everybody's idea of the real weirdo poet
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The knees remind you: you are old,/
and broken, and unlikely to improve
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159954
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The war they wage fills everything with holes.
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159921
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Forgetting her inhibitions, she dove for him.
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159986
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You left for the glittery wild of West Hollywood. I guess L.A.'s off-limits now. My heart goes fucking tachy when I drive over Kellogg Hill past Forest Lawn and see the skyline glowing through the rainbow haze of sunset. You're out there, out in the…
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159921
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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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159954
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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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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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When he smashed his plate in my lap, the dog hung around, licking my wrist and hoping that he would get some milk, too. With my luck, he'd jump in the pool, getting grass clippings all over the edge. My nails were sharp that day, I had to cut them, and I did while…
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served as it is/
among these friends.
The frayed filaments/
tickle my chin and irritate my nostrils,
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159931
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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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159911
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There is no cement stronger than the one holding a miserable couple together.
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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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159998
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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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Rose lifted her 55-year-old legs until they were perpendicular to the bed and admired how girlish they looked. It gave her the sexy legs of a 20-year old, if the morning light was right and she squinted a bit.
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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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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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159986
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If I seemed disappointed after our conversation,
then, for the record, that was never the case.
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