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i am either lacerated /or ill at ease / continually subject to gusts of life
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Is this a place to show posterity and mortality?
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men sitting on stoops
women earning the rent
by working as servants
in the rich folks yard
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Santa’s stuck/you say? In the chimney of course./The lard-arsed ol’bastard struggling
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He sits, a large man with a walrus mustache, pondering a gold telegraph key.
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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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They look like amateur beavers, all twenty-seven of them on their knees, gnawing through frosting bark. My wife is taking notes on a huge purple flower, listening to the kids as they shout out what tree corresponds to what flavor.
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Until the ivy hides me in
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One minute Rudy was sitting up close to me, asking me how could Geppetto make a little boy out of a piece of wood, and the next, Steve was pounding up the stairs, yelling, "Carla, get blankets, warm clothes; we're leaving, we won't be back."
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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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"In the grave my lips will still be moving."
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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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Never mind that they cost millions per year just to amuse the monkey bone in us all or that they spew pollution or that their only real purpose is murder. They are justified by skill and thrill.
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sometimes i have to be in the other room
just so i can breathe easy away from you.
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Francesco needed a magnifying glass to read her little missives.
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When you're scared to write badly, that's when you write. You are probably trying to tell the truth.
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Snakes have no eyelids, no hips, no lobby in Washington (some creatures do!) and little support at home.
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It was two days to town. His horse could only go one.
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Mayumi and Emi were in the spring’s together, center of the pool at shoulder depth. Emi stood in the center, letting its warm and clean air clear out her thoughts.
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True facts about Redbeard the communist pirate.
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Life is easier for the handsome. /
They are more pleasant to deal with.
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I rifled through the bedside table until I found dirty magazines
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Paris is a great place to visit, but I wouldn't want to live there.
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His name is Rick Reynolds. His name is Steve Redford.
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My eyes hold my mother. It's not easy being human she tells me. She always told me. Sure, but the stories are lovely. We all know that. We generate the tales, tell the tales, kiss our children. Live on in their eyes, though, don't…
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Many years later, as the smell of charring straw filled the basket she was standing in, high above faces turned upwards to watch her fly, she remembered the night her fingertips brushed snow off the Alps.
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Much as the cockerel crows the break of day/ So, too, has our love similar herald,
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They were working on the factory floor when they died, the auspices of mayhem filtering out to a host of ravens gleaning the neighboring fields. Clouds of them fled the scene around the time of the incident turning the day into twilight…
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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!)
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