1149115
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So I told her
think of it this way:
you’re my unlived life.
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114965
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go ahead
stick one more morsel
into that piehole
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114932
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breaking down the doors to get in
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114955
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114932
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...the relatives didn't seem nearly as fucked up as she thought they would be considering...
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114921
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My father had a terrific argument with his wife, my stepmother, a flaming harridan with a voice like hydrochloric acid, and insisted on driving me back home to California.
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114943
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The Rapture comes and goes unannounced in carbonated soda bubbles spicing the air.
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114965
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It was the sodabottle glasses that scared Entro the most. Stubbled with scratches, taped with residual angst and piercing his soul with contempt he’d seen only on the National Geographic Focus Antarctica series - as Seals readied to mangle for Alpha bragg
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11481211
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and watch the bird play and squirrel play/
and the twitching of cottontail noses
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114887
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11482014
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I become the accumulation/
of appetites
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114885
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—Mazel tov, schmazel tov!
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114800
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Captain Zeep came to Earth at last century's end to help pave the way for a Zorkian takeover by 2012 at the latest. Key to the game plan: Earthlings had to get dumber than eggplants. When George Bush stole the White House, Zeep figured, Bingo, dumb…
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114810
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Yellow tape marks a walkway that was previously unknown. Caution, caution. Lounge turned waiting room for a ballroom turned infirmary. An entrance, an exit, caution, caution. The line is of amusement park ride length. But no roller coaster at the end, only an antidote…
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1148109
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Four Quartets is a slender book which/
can be read with intensity in its entirety
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1148108
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like the Bible in / Mauritania, like a mouse in a vial of ammonia, / like a retired coal miner on vacation in the Alps
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114863
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I wear boots over bare legs feigning ignorance
To the coming storms, the snow the ice the cold
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114896
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THIS is what happened — the dead went into remission. Dated may 10 2010. Or it could have been some other day. They were going to be restored later. That's what we were being told. The dead were being given stones to mark their remission. They were getting…
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114876
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Only blood I got on me was pulling him over onto my seat when I got out.
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114820
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I couldn't think of anything that rhymed with "unibrow" except Tsing Tao, which is a brand of Chinese beer....
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114852
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Felix, vigorous vendor of Viagra and part-time picture framer, well-fed and fond and faithless as his spouse
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1148126
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Every morning, Wilma's husband Richard would cross the street and visit with a neighbor, always after the neighbor's husband left for work. Wilma was a loner, never bothered with neighbors. She enjoyed sitting on her patio in her lounge chair,…
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114811
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The closed door swallowed up both voices, and all I could make out afterward were muffled pleas and angry answers that died completely.
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114876
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in a willow garden lush shade/drapes dark the young woman's small house/with the lone window, the white door . . .
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114800
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I was awakened by a disturbing dream. He was no longer with me and I felt afraid. Everything was cloudy, almost blurry. I couldn't see much in front of me, but I knew for sure he wasn't there with me. Then he said the words I feared the most “I don't love you.…
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114820
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Her gaunt arms softly rose, sweeping in front of her with movements that were hesitant at first but, as the music that only she could hear took her in its grip, became graceful and assured.
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114800
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Human, you said,
Comfort me, at this the end,
Life so long, and smiles so short,
What will lie beyond the bend?
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1148107
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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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114754
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I am a sunflower. I turn my yellow and black face, bruised, to the sun, hoping its light will heal me. With my eyes closed I can see my stamen, veins in my eyelids, bulbous where they intersect. The sun feeds…
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114711
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It was two days to town. His horse could only go one.
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