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my molars are dancing, tekka-tekking to the strung-out paint can groove of my heart.
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A look flashed across his face as if someone had hooked up his genitals to a car battery.
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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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Snakes have no eyelids, no hips, no lobby in Washington (some creatures do!) and little support at home.
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“We’re never going to get off the treadmill of paying ever-higher taxes," I said, "unless we get some creative suggestions from a professional bisexual tax advisor.”
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No king of Ithaca, but of each/
whining, banging, dust–clouded island/
of focused, physical work
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the swarthy terror network
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Everybody breaks.
Everything splinters.
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" I have no idea what's goin on out here, and I'm gonna find out one way or another."
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People Who Go to Poems for Truth
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Byron's achievement, certainly quite remarkable, is to have raised the drunken monologue to a literary form.
Edmund Wilson
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...when they decided to teach her a lesson, it was with particular vigor and vitriol...
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A shadowless torpedo shaped form plummeted from the grey, overcast skies upon the many unsuspecting. No remote pilot thousands of miles away guided this particular descent.
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. . . he wants to organize society into its most efficient configuration with everyone thinking alike and willingly cooperating. Only then, he believes, can humanity reach its full potential.
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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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It turned out Eel’s brain corrects for imbalance, and he can only feel danger for a moment or two.
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No twinkle- so, planet, not star./
And bright, so either Venus/
or Jupiter. I’m guessing, Jupiter.
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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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The cat wound itself around Megan’s neck, its purring curling through Megan’s consciousness. She was the cat and then herself, both things at once.
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The fly comes in against my will/
and hers. She would prefer/
the wider world with its piles of shit
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The service was a disaster. The Protestants bobbed up and down. They didn't know when to stand, when to sit. I
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The aisle, nave and/
transept twist themselves/
into an auditorium.
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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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Remembering you is easy
We do it every day,
When little Mike and Joey
Ask when the hell is Daddy ever coming home to play?
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The blackout lasted longer than anyone thought. From my fifth story window, the whole city seemed to shut down. I heard noises above me. How could it be?
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From this distance, he reminded me of a sleazy pink flamingo, waiting for feeding time at the zoo to deepen the timbre of his feathers and hint at the promise of a narcotic aviation before his commune of hens.
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Culloden County, MS - 1989 All Janine knew was the idiot had a gun. As to why he would ever need one was beyond her. He couldn't look dumber holding it, either. He was too small for it, or at least he looked that way to…
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Well, just put your hand on my knee, alone in my room, perv, unasked-and-unflirted for, go get a date, you coward, you limp-dicked male bitch . . .
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Her cash. It smelled like seven-dollar-a-quart gardenia perfume and cave aged cheese—like hope overgrown with mildew.
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