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The Face in the Oatmeal

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It was uncomfortable to realize people had agendas. That there could be invisible realities.

needs

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addict for validation and cat tongues

The Discovery of Infinity

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Infinity occurs as an afterthought, for discoverers like Columbus as for countries like America.

Remembering Ginsberg

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Remembering Ginsberg who howled through just about everybody's idea of the real weirdo poet

Dog Years

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Already my back aches

Gluttony

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I become the accumulation/ of appetites

The Nude Pianist: A Novel: Chapter 40

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—Mazel tov, schmazel tov!

Osama, Osama--He's After Your Mama!

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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…

My Latest Failure

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Jason, the obnoxious host, thrusts his microphone against my nose.

Something, He Wrote

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Mayakovsky wrote...

Did You Get Two

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“106 more miles,” she said.

Five Million Yen: Chapter 18

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Detective-Sergeant Claude Mulvihill was seasick. He was in a New York City Harbor Police boat in the East River headed towards the George Washington Bridge. There was a good chop in the harbor, which became worse when the Police Boat reached the Battery.

Shorty

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“They’re not gonna shoot him?” Rick cried.

October

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For a few/ vivid weeks, deciduous shrubs and trees/ will seem to glow like flames and embers

HEADLINES

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Warranties are what made America great, although hers has expired and the mailbox will remain empty for another fifteen days.

O Where Did Our Funny Go?

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What a nation! First we lost our money Now we’ve lost our funny

Gone

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Erased. Like chalk across my body, a fine powder of forgetfulness, with a few swipes --- all those names and faces, gone. The letters burned.

The Silver T to the West Side Highway

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They watched the seven o'clock news.

All Fall Down

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He just up and dropped dead one day, Charles said. Pretty tough on Karen, I opined. Charles looked the other way.

Same Old Song and Dance

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You want to get laid talking socks

Summer, 1995.

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I am no different to her, living seven days ahead of myself, looking forward to looking back, as we Irish do so fondly

Lorelei

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It was all things considered a particularly odd sight, which Annalise did not know how to handle.

After He Stays

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When the sex that is new and promising in its awkward moments is over, you turn to him. You expect that he’s figuring out a way to leave; the parts of you that know wait for him to stand up and put his clothes back on, quicker and with more eagerness than

Size Times New Roman

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“I’m making a dress,” she said, feeding the pages through the sewing machine. He didn’t know how to answer. “Are those my books?”

Hellgate

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Either it was rescue--if the customer was alive to be found--or recovery, the term for bringing out the dead.

left handed

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under your skin the moon is alive

Heirloom Pendant of an Ash-Tracked Snow

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If I do not hear you leaving by the door... The nearness here of this yet questions when I know you will not come so back again, Nowise the same as you were there before. My own reflection, centred at its core On knowing each …

Abel in the Bar by the Youth Hostel

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“It felt like the space under my skin had been filled with desert sand. I did not open my eyes for my body was covered with the dust. A camel could have walked over me and not noticed. I needed to wipe my eyes before I could open them and my body was froz

What I'd Have to Call My 'Meatsack Family'

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This story is a work of fiction. Any similarity to actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental and unintentional and should not be inferred. (Really!)

Three Micros

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I asked the hospice nurse about maggots.