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The Difference Between Men and Women

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When sixth-grade science teacher Pat Farrell assigns an earth-science lab on measuring crystals, the girls collect their materials, read the directions and follow the sequence from beginning to end. The first thing boys do is ask, “Can we eat this?"

Move Over

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In fifth grade my mom gave me her CD player. I didn't own many CDs, only a few I remember, but I couldn't take it off my head.

Me. No, you. No, me.

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Sunset swoony love waves crash over me and I forget why I didn’t say yes sooner

The Child's Veil

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You said yes

Love Stories

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I've got an appointment to see my shrink next Wednesday. She's pretty sharp. Not bad looking, either.

You Write Books?

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“Somebody told me you write books.”

The Old Man and The Lawyer

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As the jughead turned with a humph the old man muttered, "what a jerk." The jughead spun around and glared at the young black man and said, "Did you say that?" The old man laughed, raised his hand, looked up at the jughead and said, "I did." The jughead t

The Funeral

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Over the years, Morgana had grown. She was so much more than what Xavier remembered. So much different. She had an astute, almost shrewd air about her. She didn't seem nearly as fragile as he had left her. No, she had an eye out for herself now.…

On First Hearing Himself Read His Poem Aloud

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In his inexpert mouth they drone/ mechanically along without the lilt/ or cadence of an Irishman/ or Englishman or German.

Eskimo Days

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We cook over the fireplace on these days, blacken marshmallows on straightened hangers, like Eskimos, dogs around a campfire.

The Sober Boat

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I am my beloved’s Advil and she is my Aleve

The Silver T to the West Side Highway

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They watched the seven o'clock news.

Rentals

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You master their secrets. Mirror adjusters... Air conditioning knobs... Fuel door releases... Changing their satellites to Mojo Nixon. But you never really know them.

Word Balloon

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Most times a vertical word balloon floats before him.

The Watch

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I packed food for a lifetime, clothes and boots, all the guns, and the audio of our poetry...

Nathaniel

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sometimes i have to be in the other room just so i can breathe easy away from you.

Ballad of a Traffic Light

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I am a buttress against chaos. And now I am turning yellow.

The Cracks Between My Keyboard Keys

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In exactly 100 words, I review the cracks between my keyboard keys.

Skinny in her Black Dress

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black hair/ (damp) around her ears Keys on the table Drinking coffee from a glass

The Hound - Part 2

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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...

Tuesday

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Only last Friday, he was introduced/ around, smiling, healthy,/ a fine young man.

Game Night

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Randy stood in the alley behind Krasnowski Construction with a loaded gun shoved down the front of his pants. His friend Todd was inside, unloading the safe. And when Todd walked out the door, Randy was going to shoot him in the face.

Powerless

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7:23. The grid abandons us.

LADY WOOD

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I was sleeping in a pile of teenage bodies soft limb spread over soft thin limb.

Lover's Spat

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“You haven’t been listening, have you.”

The Street to Here

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poem

Tightrope

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It's always dark. You catch me by the wrist just as the ferris wheel starts up again and pull my shoulder out of its socket towards you. I resist, feigning hatred and pain, but I don't feel anything except your hand on my arm hot and scalding lighting my skin, a…

Barker

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Barkety bark

Home Land

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At times we rarely desire to be where we are at home quite as much as we desire to be where we are no longer.

55 words #8

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Weight of faithlessness... Mist Of bodily Existence Grave expectations for the future