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162074
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I don’t know what to do with all this money flowing from my books.
It’s burning a hole in my literary pocket.
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16201110
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That won’t kill me, will it? I asked. Maybe, the doctor said.
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16201411
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chains across all the old doors
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162000
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“You look strangely familiar,” he said, taking a drink and swinging his leg over the horse, landing on the ground beside me ...
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162066
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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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162055
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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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162000
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There was all this pomp and circumstance. We were each outfitted with robes, red of course, and mortar-boards with a gold tassel dangling over one eye. It made me positively dizzy. Plus I was extremely hung-over that day.
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162031
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When our body falters, deny us rest.
When our minds crack under the strain, forbid us sanity.
When we are too tired to fight give us war.
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162000
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Even if you're doing it together, there's no unity when everyone's dancing to their own tune.
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162033
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1620108
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My sister / craves raisons
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1620157
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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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162071
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There was an empty box on his facebook page asking to be filled in with, “What’s on your mind?” He thought. "Hair?"
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1620118
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I can’t decide whether I want to be buried or cremated when I die.
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162076
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In the panic following news of my motorcycle crash, my honey fled the house without coat or wallet, and now, nearly midnight, we don’t even have cab fare home.
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161911
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"Shit," said the Charge Nurse. "Not again."
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161965
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faith in gravity/permitted them to extol/the guillotine's blade.
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16191710
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Another new spring and the leaves
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161922
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No one had told the newer tenants that the dead would be given votes, and they were in an uproar: it wasn’t legal; it wasn’t fair; it was creepy.
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161930
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I see ghosts. They accost me in their sleep. Hundreds of them. When I wake up (after a long night of half-waking), I think, What wold ghosts want with me? I have nothing for them. But at night they're there again, watching, tapping my shoulder as I lay awake. Sometime…
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161995
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I fear my personal information travels the World Wide Web/
and mad Ukrainians will steal my name and wealth./
I fear the fiscal cliff and raising the ceiling on national debt./
I fear a death by taxes.
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1619129
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anxiety
said Kierkegaard
is the dizziness
of freedom
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16191110
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Paris is a great place to visit, but I wouldn't want to live there.
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1619106
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There were only six passengers aboard the small ferry...
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161999
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I’m from the Land of Sky Blue Waters. I grew up in a lake. I think I’m half fish.
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161953
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161996
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Scientists have discovered what I already did once on dope
way back in the Sixties.
There are so many other earths out there
that they are almost infinite.
Now in our other lives we have to
shuttle from planet to planet
reading our poems. And
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161930
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Blend the dog a drink and sit down beside him and draw straws for regrets.
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1618114
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He is leaning back against a pillar watching the dancing; a spectator to joy – both planned and spontaneous – that’s unfolding in bodies fourteen and fifteen years old in front of him.
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