1577 5 4
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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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1577 21 10
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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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1577 5 2
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Hissing through the opening, the spirits have no place.
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will we begin again?We are a wheelFirst touchfirst kissfirst heatThey fade, disappear, come back again.Spokes in our wheel.When again shall we begin again?I hold you and feel myself spincaught in the whirlwind of thrill -the world, saturated with your scent.We hold each…
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1577 15 7
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Mark Reep is a faded Polaroid oracle taped to the only unbroken window of an abandoned house in Ithaca NY.
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1577 1 1
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children love to push the gas up and down my limbs
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1576 8 7
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First he wrote it in wet cement at the intersection:
“Tad Loves Kimberley,”
with a big heart around it.
He was real proud, you could see.
But then later on that year, the graffiti began
appearing everywhere, on all the store walls:
“Kimberle
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1576 3 2
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I unwrap my #4, the greasy smell wafting over my nostrils, and I pause, with the understanding that this will be the highlight of my day, and that I should savor the moment, and then I bite in.
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1576 10 4
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"Middle class workers and working class poor and the unemployed will soon be forming a revolutionary movement to break this stranglehold of corrupt elites."
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1576 6 0
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Velvet answered the door in a red leather dress that was made with just about enough material to make a wallet, and looking like a long limbed drink of water calling out to a thirsty man.
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1576 5 4
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I was always bi-polar. I didn’t realize it was a mental illness until my divorce lawyer had the court order a psychiatric analysis.
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1576 3 3
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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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1576 9 4
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Later, when she said she'd had miscarriages, I should have put it all together.
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Mercury and Gemini disappointed.
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1576 0 0
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Welcome to the genocide city zone I'm sure you'll enjoy your stay We've been killing folks here All the live-long day If you want to join us You'll have to pay the price Your soul's the cost, so ante up C'mon and shoot the dice Welcome to the genocide city zone …
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1576 3 3
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I am speeding on the highway at 2AM because no one is here...
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1576 4 4
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I assume the shape of a pronoun.
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1576 3 2
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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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1576 5 3
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Buyers of freelance writing have a well-deserved reputation for responding slowly, thereby increasing your pleasure in much the same way that the Pointer Sisters longed for a slow hand.
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1576 2 1
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It is like truth on the battle field. Muted
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1576 5 5
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We pull up chairs. I breathe in her Bath and Body Works vanilla, read her paper slowly and aloud because the ears catch what the eyes miss. Her sentences are awkward, stilted.
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1576 6 5
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We now live in post-Postmodern Absurdist fear of course, says our smiling Prof. That’s the price we pay he tells us. . . .
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1576 4 4
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However could anyone get Joyce scholarship mixed up with physical anthropology?
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1576 6 3
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It’s that laugh of hers that gets me...
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1576 3 0
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Blend the dog a drink and sit down beside him and draw straws for regrets.
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1576 14 9
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everything moved in circles
like the music, the booze and the drugs
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1576 16 10
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Shadows are so admirable in film noir
less so on x-rays and mammograms
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1576 8 4
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The coal carts come and go like the seasons, never stopping.
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1576 7 4
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Francesco needed a magnifying glass to read her little missives.
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faith in gravity/permitted them to extol/the guillotine's blade.
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