1408 7 7
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"We're practicing," she signs, "for an earthquake."
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14081410
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Microscopic purposes emerged//
with their combinations and permutations
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140897
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Weight of faithlessness...
Mist
Of bodily
Existence
Grave expectations for the future
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140884
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When the hay was ripe it stirred and rippled like water.
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140887
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How many shadows in your soul? Close your eyes, my love, let me / make you blind as the wings of a drenched, drowned bee.
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140877
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The light on his face from a lamp,
felt hat with a black band scrunched down,
the light on his face as though thrown there,
the nose creating a strong shadow,
with dark, straight eyebrows under the hat,
red and orange beard.
Leaning forwar
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140821
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They could cram Rob inside the trunk and then drop him somewhere in the dingles.
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140722
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There's a large tunnel that runs under my house. I can only estimate but it's not deep below the ground and that's what worries me.
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140755
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The first time I saw Little Man was on a bright, hot afternoon near the end of November, when the trains had just pulled into the fair grounds and the familiar smell of upturned turf and sun-basked animals returned to Sarasota.
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1407149
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Pain is the saddle which rides me
Pain is the cowboy's gun
More morphing, please!
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140740
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blueberry tea and vodka on a Friday night
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140755
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There was a certain romanticism in it, the salty old man sidling up to me at a bar, rhapsodizing in a slurred stream of conscious about the state of the world, the country, the state of his own heart. He didn't have an eye patch nor beard, nor was he…
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140731
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There was a hole in my tooth. It wouldn't let anything go.
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1407106
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People Who Go to Poems for Truth
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140721
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There is truth you can’t escape or say any other way and expect it still to be truth.
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140700
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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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140744
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Betrayal of course is the great human crime. As I found out when . . . .
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140773
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I sat in the dark, mashing damp sand like clumps of brown sugar into my palm while the heavy Gulf air blew my hair into ropes. Sometimes I worried that I was unable to need people, but, as much as the thought upset me, I couldn't make myself truly want t
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140711
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There is no cement stronger than the one holding a miserable couple together.
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140772
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This is what it is to feel yourself forget.
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140776
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Anyone thinking they aren’t alone on life’s journey has their head up their ass.
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14072112
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No twinkle- so, planet, not star./
And bright, so either Venus/
or Jupiter. I’m guessing, Jupiter.
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140766
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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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140764
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The mind sparkles with Shakespeare. It's like hearing the rain fall. The world becomes silent and dark and the rain becomes snow and falls like snow and rests on the ground like snow and informs the mind with the values of heaven. A distant oboe pins its sympathies…
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140731
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Warning: Open and read before making any dumb-ass New Year's resolutions.
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1407139
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I. he leans his messy head against the walland contemplates his wild mistakeshe discovers a nest of red spidersoutside his rotting basement doorhe watches television in his socksand…
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1406115
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Thank you for the flip book with the woman dancing, bird wing elbows, knees this way and that.
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140642
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Light youth
that
barely touches the
ground
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140621
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140662
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Your usage of the English language / is awkward and passé—
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