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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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The Chicago to Denver fast train clocked 90 MPH plus, but braked hard on the long curve through town, sparks ringing flanged wheels.
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How the hell do these 1/8 inch long red-eyed flying insects wind up in my kitchen anyway?
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His name is Rick Reynolds. His name is Steve Redford.
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On shingle of seashells &
Bullet shells,
Ghosts drift along the shore
Of the Black Sea.
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My playing would falter languidly, and transcend itself like a wishful Nocturne
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He's driving in the Sierra Nevada with his wife and their small daughters and the girls are fighting and he can't take much more of it.
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On a trail, Richard and I came upon a saguaro cactus that had dried in the shape of a human figure. Its arms were lifted and its back was stooped. I said, “It looks like my mother.”
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It was Fredrick Miller, not his murdered son Matthew, who was executed Monday night at Henshaw Prison. (the system won't take anything under 200 characters, so this part is just to take up space. please ignore)
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The next moment is a convergence made from a single repeating sequence that disappears behind the voice that tells of it.
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I smell it, it smells/Of giggles and leg shaking
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If I floated about this coffee cafe,Like a spirit, just watching.In this room of framed fake memories,A room of ambient light, marketing to the masses,(It works; it gets 'em in the doors.)If I floated, I'd seeThese people sitting—eating, drinking, sipping, typing,…
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Chuck woke when he smelled cooking.
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Time stole you from underneath the goldendock. Writhing there, slick as a flapping tongue;lips gored, red, whose gaping could embolden weak hands behind the blazing buck blade, long ago pierced in your summer quietus, beneath the soft shade of a tackle box, as the…
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W here do you think you're going
what'll you think you'll do
running down this highway
that you never even knew
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He fell through her scalp-crust
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Yes, my old uncle liked roses. Grew them. He had a way of smelling a rose—after he smelled a rose, you are surprised the rose is still there.
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Why do people kill themselves with food? It’s obvious, I suppose. They’re hungry.
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Years later he surveys this place again to post something, anything. He plays "sex on fire," sounds that once fueled him. Now he knows the song is about VD, not unbridled potency. Names and words all seem at once familiar and numbing and noise. He once wanted fame or…
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For Sale: Clean Depends, Never Worn
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1. How can one begrudge the cracking open of a heart?When the lava love fire loaded insanity of self-control disappearsAnd the raw spewing beginsYou better be ready for the truthIt ain't gonna be prettyYou'll wish you were deadYou won't recognize where you areYou'll be…
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Nine sated elephants and an ass sit around a decimated Thanksgiving table discussing the state of the union over the hacked to bits carcass of a twenty-three pound turkey. Two years in to The Great Communicator's Lame Duck term and the nine elephants, whose…
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It performs the dialectic that intertwines real and ideal through her mounting concern about being choked to death then eaten by a very large pig.
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—Jesus, a snoring cat. No wonder Alex put this cat outside.
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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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respect your parents. or not.
stay put. or not.
finish school. or not.
get married. or not.
stay married. or not.
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A delicate thrill buzzed my face.
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I rifled through the bedside table until I found dirty magazines
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