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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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I am a human resource, batteries not included
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He reacted as if I had sprinkled holy water upon his furnaces.
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In retrospect, we should have been a cult.
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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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I rifled through the bedside table until I found dirty magazines
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a human hand/
looks sadly/
naked now
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After the ship stopped shaking, the angry flashes of warning lights discontinued, a few people could be heard sobbing or whispering prayers.
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I have reasons to believe she’s been stealing.“
“Stealing what?”
“Steaks.”
“Steaks?”
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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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Jill's number was flashing on Carol's caller ID. Jill, the baby sister she had practically raised after their mother died of a stroke when Carol was 12. It had been months since they'd talked. Jill had been avoiding Carol because Jill's idiot husband Mark…
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Mutiny is the last I remember.
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The Zone is a garden of skyscrapers. Every building is a model.
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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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The summer I turned fourteen I wanted a job so I could start saving for a car. Actually, I had a job, but it wasn't much. Seventy-five cents…
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On shingle of seashells &
Bullet shells,
Ghosts drift along the shore
Of the Black Sea.
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The snap of a broken heart is exactly One second longer than this poem is going To be when it finishes up being said . The snap Of a broken heart is unlike anything that Cartwheels out of sync with the rest of Us truly lucky ones. The broken snap of a …
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My vagina invites you to a party
Whenever your time frees up
Or now,
Now would be better
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His grandmother's recipe called for the pasta dough to be beaten with a bone--and not just any bone either. It had to be a human femur. This was his first hurdle. Where would he get such a thing at this hour in this part of town? Or, for that matter, at any…
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"So, how did you know my name?"
"I read memories." i said
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This story* is brought to you by
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Weight of faithlessness...
Mist
Of bodily
Existence
Grave expectations for the future
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The spirit bottles line the top of the bar
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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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My face in your face The light in your eyes Dancing and twirling Growing, alive A hall of mirrors reflecting me Shards of glass Silver and black Injure and cut Years of bad luck A hall of mirrors protecting me Wrinkles and bags Time's been unkind Disease and…
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Pain is the saddle which rides me
Pain is the cowboy's gun
More morphing, please!
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Martin Heidegger wore hearing protection out on the tarmac at JFK. The runways were broad and he danced and leapt with the freedom of a Cats performer while he guided planes to the terminal.
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Nicole knows that Deirdre is winding up for the weekly pitch, practicing the line in her mind.
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His daddy died in his sleep. Went to bed one might and never got up.
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