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When we arriveand are met by strange friendsstrange like the fog on the redreed mudflatsthat span the low tide around Incheon -When we arrivecarrying so much we will not needlike the bus they hire to take us through the darksix people to fill so much more space - When…
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I can barely pick out the numbers on the houses
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I contemplate the words that did not make it; the lost ones. The words deprived of their moment in the sun. These words. These words that are not part of the story.
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Francesca is a sweet girl and everything, but her incessant doting on Paolo is best left private . . .
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under your skin the moon is alive
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What a nation!
First we lost our money
Now we’ve lost our funny
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We ask was that me? The one on the corner with his hat tipped to the jaunty side? I've wore hats, I've stood on corners. Am I not jaunty?
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They teach that emotional pain is physical pain, culture pain is science pain, but they cannot test for the absence of these synaptic conclusions. I will say, if you can test me and find something missing then you can supplement me for the missing thing.
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They watched the seven o'clock news.
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Microscopic purposes emerged//
with their combinations and permutations
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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.
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You want to get laid talking socks
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Jesus is for sale. But he’s heavy.
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I asked the hospice nurse about maggots.
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Remembering Ginsberg
who howled through just about everybody's idea of the real weirdo poet
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I am a human resource, batteries not included
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Nothing changes; the moon arcs its mindful lemon eye. . .
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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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—Mazel tov, schmazel tov!
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Her cash. It smelled like seven-dollar-a-quart gardenia perfume and cave aged cheese—like hope overgrown with mildew.
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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.
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No matter how much he composes and prepares, he cannot override the electrical trigger in his brain. Something to do with the resonance of physical memory. It remembers amplitudes of current.
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It is hunting season
in Jersey today.
They say
“There are too many deer
in Jersey today.”
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“There is no future in art,
you will not change lives
with flowery words.
Please don’t rock the boat”
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Nothing is ever hoarded in our house, everything is eaten.
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Bobby took one out and looked at the date. "July 1965. Does that mean anything to you, Ma? Carla, T.J.?" Bobby handed the paper to my mother. "Why don't you spread it out on the counter to see if you can find something that he might have wanted…
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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
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