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Light youth
that
barely touches the
ground
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I know who done it. Them goddamn taters. I walked around the yard and started picking up pieces of the camaro, wondering if, from above, they’d laid the parts out into some kinda cult symbols or something.
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The gentleman is discreet, but his eyes wander from his paper at intervals as we travel together from London to Manchester. We happen to be on the same train and he happens to be sitting opposite me. I happen to be a size 34C.
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Everything seems still, but it's not.
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We do the work of fixing people like him?
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Once was when we were in Vegas on layover from L.A., I told her I thought we should go to the Elvis Chapel and get remarried.
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You're on the good side of thirty, probably with a little girl or boy of your own sleeping at home, and here you are dragnetting at three in the morning. We're all broken, and the scars we trade are all that remains of our fragile, once complex lives.
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Don’t break things, I add. And he looks at me like I’ve broken everything else.
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It was one of those weekday mornings in early spring when Marjorie and I could wander from chapel to chapter house with only security guards for company.
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He arrived at Bellevue hospital in a straight jacket bound to a gurney.
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Treasure that first love. And that first heartbreak. Don’t let it be the last thing.
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It's come down to this: you're a grown man afraid to face his own son. For the past few years there has been tension;…
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I immediately felt anxious guilt, being the one responsible for opening the way for infection.
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A young girl wavering between celibacy and punk mother-lust despair came to visit us each night
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The alphabets will disappear.
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The bar was dark and a little dirty, and that suited Splinker's mood just fine.
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I've got an appointment to see my shrink next Wednesday. She's pretty sharp. Not bad looking, either.
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you drove by the woman standing on the verge the woman with the shoulders of a long distance swimmer and you told yourself her story: she'd slept in the wiregrass she carries…
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Sounds terrific, but are there any strings attached?
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In the darkness, as I awaken, an orange glowing 3:45 greets me . . .
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First of all, there was no snow. I seem to remember that. And there was no Christmas tree in the house.
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We deny one another, here,/
as long as it’s plausible.
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It's cheap beer, but cold
you welcome that rushing hiss and the following
long drink of chilly wetness washing away
the parched, dust dry, cotton mouth
of grave-digging in the desert sun
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In his dreamlike state the pianist turned into a preying mantis.
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Your stepsisters send their love. All three are still on the wagon.
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I'll strip off the skin down to the begin again.
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If there was a single constant in the boy’s life, it was that he had always thrown knives. In his youth he had thrown them only in his mind . . .
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no need to write it if you/
live it, conscious of the light, the/
shape, the sound, the taste, and shadow.
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Look around you, see what you have built.
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