1412 13 11
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It’s possible to forgive the past its trespasses / stop seeing the future as a threat, reimagine / the present as a goal.
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141247
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Early on, I looked for work; I walked the want-ad trail. Shuttle-driver, apartment leasing expert, laundry technician, account executive, PHP developer, dog sitter, sleep study subject – I would do anything that seemed steady.
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141221
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I have enclosed a newspaper clipping so you can see I’m telling the truth. I’m in the picture on the far right, standing near a maple tree with my mouth wide open in a scream. On the far left is a rearing horse with one of the local farm kids on it,
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141233
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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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141254
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The Zone is a garden of skyscrapers. Every building is a model.
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141255
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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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141286
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He fell through her scalp-crust
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14121811
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For a few/
vivid weeks, deciduous shrubs and trees/
will seem to glow like flames and embers
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141265
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What a nation!
First we lost our money
Now we’ve lost our funny
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141200
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THE LAST THING I WANTED, expected, or needed was to be standing in the doorway of Carly Ray's room, watching her clutch a picture of her father, my old friend Beryl, up to her face. She is so tiny, but at the same time there is something very adult about the way she looks.…
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141242
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Whatever innocence Michelle had brought to the game was long gone, even the part where she dreamed she was the star of a righteous, asskicking movie.
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141265
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Infinity occurs as an afterthought, for discoverers like Columbus as for countries like America.
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1412114
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Sunset swoony love waves
crash over me and I forget why
I didn’t say yes sooner
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141175
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Nothing changes; the moon arcs its mindful lemon eye. . .
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141122
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141120
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The location : Vic's Seedy Space Bar. No, that's not just a description, that's the real name.
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141152
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“I would like to keep my head, at least for a few more nights. Didn't you say we were gonna have sex one of these days? Isn't that in the manual?”
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141155
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i am either lacerated /or ill at ease / continually subject to gusts of life
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141165
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Ivan was used to explosions, but this was high in the sky. He was on his back between tall sunflowers that grew infinitely in all directions. The blast made the flowers bow their heads. Bits of debris fell from the blue sky, some shiny, trailing fire or smoke. The boy…
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14111212
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I'm walking you / through Pere Lachaise
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141121
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Mutiny is the last I remember.
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141120
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I woke up pissed off—like that feeling you get when you take a long nap in the afternoon. Except instead of being on a couch or a bed, I was trapped in a mashed-up Honda on I-75.
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141100
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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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14112714
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Its intelligence won’t be/
diminished when you take/
a bone saw to its cranium
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141185
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When Frank entered Michiko’s apartment, Michiko was not there.
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141151
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He was choking on the fumes.
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14112114
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I don't believe in symbols
but there's a hole
in my living room window
in the shape of a bird
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1411113
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Ego bereft of consistency Betrays a heart hungering to toll. Unable to trust its will Or harbor imaginary gods, It gains a hold melding into a role whose proven viability Can give convincing cover To buy time to fabricate An identity that feels unique, Yet…
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141175
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o christ/ here you are again/ you sickness appearing in my brain/ pouring smog from my jaw/ my body hot and cold as though sleepless/ while i could sleep/ centuries/ undisturbed/ and awaken, tireder still./
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141131
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Your Uncle Howard and I listened to Dutch Reagan re broadcast big league baseball on WHO Radio when we were little. He'd call the play action off the wire complete with sound effects. The son of a bitch turned out to be a Republican...
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