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It's really not too bad. The personI am was me. We laughed insidethose sacred places at all the monieswell spent. We walked in the gardenswithout any shoes on. Not one singleflower seemed to mind. And now it'sa forgotten mess or so I've imagined.I'd rather you think about…
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157854
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I had the idea for a pageant for my obedience school at spring graduation
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1578104
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The aisle, nave and/
transept twist themselves/
into an auditorium.
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157865
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in the deep dark of
a 2 a.m. atmosphere
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1578105
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addict for validation and cat tongues
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1577710
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From room to room, neither closet nor drawer contained any remnant of pleasant memory.
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157721
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The elders of the town will tell you that as soon the prophet mill arrived everything went to Hell. Before the process was streamlined, prophets used to be grown organically in the community. They popped up only where the ground was tilled and a prayer was planted. They…
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157795
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The number is very large/
and perpetually changes//
as old stars fade, explode,/
or collapse into something not stars
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1577103
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Palms planted firmly against his temples, Travis paced the room like a caged animal. Giant black bats screeched in his brain, their pointy wings scraping at the edges of his cranium.
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157732
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Somniloquies rise like the drowned . . .
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157787
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I supposed reluctantly that Princeton is soft as Macalester College is soft. A person could die just for having attended U.W.-Madison or Yale.
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157774
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Mythical Itch and the Unicorns
Working Late
Jacuzzi Floozy
One Erection
Diego Rivera’s Poncho
Frieda’s Moustache
Avalanche
Babushka Dolls
Photographic Mammary
Drool
Sir Gruntsalot
Uber Rubber
Iota Pie
Elder Geese
Ladylike
Rud
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157700
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I'm a jogger of these parts, but I've yet to discover a dead body, or even dead body parts, or worse yet, discover that my parts will be discovered by some unfortunate jogger.
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15771911
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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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157700
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Mint upon my palate, I rub sleep infused eyes and crawl under the covers. Oh blessed sleep, please descend upon this body and transverse this fatigue. Eyes closed, bring a wavering blackness upon subtle lids. The conversation begins…
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157732
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His academic nightmare is set in an examination hall, where the student takes a seat at a folding table in the center of the room.
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157743
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Until the ivy hides me in
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157796
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I guess at the end you’re only
looking forward. Or upward actually,
since you can only lie there on your back
looking upward, straight ahead toward infinity,
your mouth in a grimace, with the ghostly
pink lips peeled back from the teeth.
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157700
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she thinks she looks good in her short red dress, black makeup around her eyes, last night's lipstick a slap of crimson on her cheek.
"like this," she says, holding the hammer above her head.
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157788
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My favorite lie is that he'd escaped the South Tower before it collapsed. Smoke inhalation erased his way home. Mine's better than mother's version: a stranger hurled herself onto him. The truth is when they stopped search and rescue, mother told father, Go. Even dead, his…
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157734
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They were just boys, the Nazis I mean, young in their twenties, not much older than my brother Cyril.
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1577188
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Jesus is for sale. But he’s heavy.
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157644
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The man wore a bowler hat and stood on an open patch of grass, with a pyramid-shaped stack of baseballs at his feet.
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1576129
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anxiety
said Kierkegaard
is the dizziness
of freedom
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157633
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I am speeding on the highway at 2AM because no one is here...
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157644
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I assume the shape of a pronoun.
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157632
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Instead, I get things like,
“Why can’t you find a nice man with cancer or a bum leg?”
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157640
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We’re more into the punishment that works its way in through the skin and coats the heart anonymously.
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157654
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The coin, so little, the watch chain, the youth, the fading softening speech, each hand and finger, the panic modeled on your own eyes, the ashtray, certain stumps along the way, the long distance, the odd feather, the jazz rope gone,…
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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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