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We can’t be sure. Perhaps it is/
some slight exaggeration of one/
or several elements that steals our breath.
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The universe will fuck you over in the end./
That’s what it does, what it’s good at—
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The moon hung in the sky, round and pale, under cover of some wispy clouds.
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It’s possible to forgive the past its trespasses / stop seeing the future as a threat, reimagine / the present as a goal.
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I said, “If this rose doesn't grow another petal in twenty minutes, I'm burning down the neighborhood.” “Just let it go,” said Paul. “No,” I said. “That's what's happening right here.” “You'll try again next…
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The universe extracts no retribution./
It annihilates without a thought/
of evil/good, sin/virtue.
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Jojo dolls & basketballs
a mindflex & pick-up sticks
Parcheesi and—no, not Parcheesi
a supersoaker, a Care Bear
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I could smell a bold combination of cheap perfume, stale smoke, and sex excreting from her weathered pores. The bus engine hummed as we climbed a winding road. She scratched her neck and tried to finger comb through her knotted hair. I caught a glimpse of
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We all need a place to stay.
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"She saw they were absorbed in making faces at each other with a smartphone app that enlarged a mouth."
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The night before his mother's teeth began chattering.
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I dreamt once
a child’s drawing of a house
all scribbly black crayon
swayback roof crooked
chimney. God, do you
remember how cold it was
that night?
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Paris is a great place to visit, but I wouldn't want to live there.
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under your skin the moon is alive
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I imagine you in the States,
pushing stacks of work papers and our memories
to the side, sense your enjoyment that
you won’t see the worry of your
behavior reflected in my eyes again.
That you can buy and bang and be
whomever you want,
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The man had decided that this was going to be his last day. He’d find out one final thing and he’d be done. He had spent the last few years of his life unwinding things that had been wound and untying knots that had been tied.
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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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I’m trying to get this said, this piece of fact. If I am a person who can own something, then that something that I own is not me, not me as a person. I do not own my foot, my foot is my own. It’s like a whatsit, a semantic distinction I’m trying to
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From my place, down here amongst the earth, we have many names for you.
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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 was midnight. I was outside the cottage, digging another row of star-shaped holes for the shrubbery.
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"Now, I'm not no Holocaust Denier . . . I just think it was a little bump in the road! Like Reagan said about Watergate . . . 'Mistakes were made,' and all. Well, shoot . . .…
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we gave divided houses / child stand up anyway
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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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A look flashed across his face as if someone had hooked up his genitals to a car battery.
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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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Forty years later he was still her Romeo, she his Juliet.
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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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