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Everything needs context, otherwise reality would be nothing more than stardust with a spark.
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pens loaded with ink/exceeding or equal to/my volume of blood.
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mis-placed
the change
she goes looking for.
her folks
missed another hour...
her worth-while spent wasting
the voice wouldn’t leave the leaves alone.
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Here’s the keys to the house
Here’s the keys to the car
I’m going out and I don’t care
I’m going out to buy a cigar
Don’t bother locking up after I leave
I’m not coming back anymore
I’m going to drink whiskey out of a jar
Go out and buy
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Even in the fading light, it looked big enough to disembowel a man.
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“I’m pregnant,” he says...
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Anyone thinking they aren’t alone on life’s journey has their head up their ass.
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Even if you're doing it together, there's no unity when everyone's dancing to their own tune.
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Light youth
that
barely touches the
ground
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Warning: some of this is true, some of this is not.
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Everybody breaks.
Everything splinters.
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The temperature would drop rapidly once the sun hit the horizon. I had about an hour before this would happen. I stood and put on my coat. The fire had gone out. There was no smoke...
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Remember the equatorial heat, the flies,/
the lurking hum and scream of jungle,/
the squalor? Remember the functionary.
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...it's about female needs, Rex.
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Why do people kill themselves with food? It’s obvious, I suppose. They’re hungry.
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My sister / craves raisons
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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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The Plaza had a chess-board floor, green wood booths, and the lights stayed up. I might be combining a memory of Fitzie's in Binghamton. The Plaza felt like a preppy soda fountain with beer.
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My dad was an Army Reservist stationed in the U.S.—New York and Texas—the bugler in his corps. He golfed on summer weekends at Hazeltine in the course of his career. I had seen houses water colored prettily within the lines on L.S.D., after noticing not
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Once the limits of human commitment to logic are conceded, cuttlefish may in fact be deemed superior logicians to all other aspirants.
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“We’re never going to get off the treadmill of paying ever-higher taxes," I said, "unless we get some creative suggestions from a professional bisexual tax advisor.”
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In the summer when it's light out later it's my nature to linger a couple of hours in the park after work, just standing around watching the Downtown Divas working the corner, offering themselves to each male driver who stops for the light and I always joke with them about…
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"Sara, do you taketh it with your eyes?"
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anxiety
said Kierkegaard
is the dizziness
of freedom
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I lift up my sweatshirt and reach with a full fist into my belly button. This is where the fat comes out.
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Tarzan peers through a telescope. Earth, in its aphelion, is approximately 40 million miles away. A star. He lives alone. He is old. He worries about going blind. Mars is cold. But there are ways to keep warm. He reads poetry. He lets out bloodcurdling…
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