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I imagine diving into a vat of dried fruit, enjoying the unmistakable sweetness in each shriveled morsel, until I find myself biting into an undetected metal shard.
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He did many things for love: Once he placed his tongue in his boyfriend’s nostril during sex, because he seemed to have read in the internet that this was a “thing” among the younger of their social class...
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112432
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To him the younger women, contemporaries of the bride, all sounded as if they were breathing helium.
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and watch the bird play and squirrel play/
and the twitching of cottontail noses
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I remember one time when we played strip poker in the basement of your house on Euclid Avenue, me, Terry, you and Andy. And I remember drinking lots of wine and fixing the deck so that you kept losing and having to take off all your clothes, and still you
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Secretly she suspected she was really a witch. She didn't have green skin or scraggly black hair, and certainly no flying monkeys. Maybe those came over time, the more bad things you did, the more ugly you became until all the world could see how horrible
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People questioned my motives when I became a smokejumper again. They said I had a death wish, or that somehow by going into battle against the big Pacific Northwest forest fires, I was still trying to put out the flames of the burning car in which my sons Jake (age…
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All creatures know death at their very core, a tacit default--
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Will wondered if Doobie was afraid that it might be nothing but the abyss waiting on the other side, but he promised Doobie he’d let him pass on if it was finally his time.
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—Mazel tov, schmazel tov!
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Forgetting her inhibitions, she dove for him.
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We sat in silence, the entire train, the few other passengers in anxious wait to see if I would change my mind. We all flipped pages, glanced up at each other, looked away when noticed.
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112411
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"Soviet Mandelstam rose like Christ from the Nightmare,
Rises from the gulag, sunrise on the page."
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“Somebody told me you write books.”
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He came running out of his narrow little shop, Berthillon
and chased me down the Ilse St. Louis street, saying,
“Monsieur, Monsieur, nous avon pamplemousse!
It’s ici, Monsieur. Your pamplemousse.
They just come in this matin, morning
and I’
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That won’t kill me, will it? I asked. Maybe, the doctor said.
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112411
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"Yes. It was moving, and not along the ground, either. We were. . . looking toward the cemetery, and the ghost or whatever was clearly visible. . ."
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112498
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Everybody called her The Crier because from time to time we would hear her crying.
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112474
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The Judge waited for the perfect wave.
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112465
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go ahead
stick one more morsel
into that piehole
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112497
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Even word dancers need rest.
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112455
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"Your loss," she cackled, stumbled to the bed in the corner, hummed a tuneless song, and began snoring, too.
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Rose, silence her desire when she, in this moment of desire, has passed into the grey and dawdles in the margins of such a hurtful unconventionality. Bend her astray from such a becoming. It would be a horror show: intimate, endless, and bloody, just the
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112384
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Your voice so soft / I wish it was touch.
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I have known a head become / a callus, matriculate, stop / shaving, move to Vegas
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112351
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I sat on the corner of her desk ... Angela Merkel can be a sweetie when she wants to be.
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112386
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remembering Cahokia, a place we rent near the water's edge, for we dare not enter
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I've got an appointment to see my shrink next Wednesday. She's pretty sharp. Not bad looking, either.
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Two types coexist- the sanguine/
and exsanguinated./
My skin is cool/
and pale as moonlight
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