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Everything seems still, but it's not.
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My work is not that sexy and glamorous kind of time travel that you see in the movies with Deloreans and phone booths.
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146254
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My wife says you can tell the crooks from the cops from the cowboys at the taco truck across the street.
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In his dreamlike state the pianist turned into a preying mantis.
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He injected her with a sedative to keep her still. He projected himself into her narcotic dream, a small bar with tango playing from a jukebox. They were dancing.
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Do you want this, you ask, and hand me a blue silk shirt of hers
with small yellow flowers. I'm afraid to say no,
in case it makes you remember all over again.
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Soon, out of the womb ‘down there' is nuance. It guides you, like a legality, like your own breathing, in and out of overtone, hardcore hodgepodges, those inklings near sacrosanct beyond breakfront negligees and neo-negligence leading the good life. Isn't it…
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A small poem about incipient insanity
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. . . with reference to the Compass of Discourse
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I am asking for something as simple as water. In an oak tree, weeping, a child climbed too high. Tears that the barkstain will never wash clear. O love. We ask far too much when we fall. In a momentary lapsus, the words…
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I immediately felt anxious guilt, being the one responsible for opening the way for infection.
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I'm living where I've always lived, in Georgia.
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Magdalena White Herrington praised the lucky stars who’d sent her the Klonakilty ghosts.
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This morning I found
A big black crow
Working over a flattened
Squirrel in the middle
Of the road
First day of winter
Longest night
Shortest day
No problem
The rest of the year
Should be a breeze
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Perhaps they serve/
a God’s twisted will//
as they accelerate extinctions
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"I wanted to see cities whose names sounded like sad sighs...Oaxaca, Guanajuato, Reynosa, Camargo..."
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Fear the air and fear the fire./
Fear the land and fear the water./
Creation is out to get you, speck,
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It's a tunnel, you know, like the neck of a bottle, the tunnel the hair comes up, it's coming out soon, I'm an adolescent now, dammit.
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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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“I’m pregnant,” he says...
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146120
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A dream that seems
Impossible
When fresh blood soaks the ground
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Let's start from the beginning. Your mother's face in the phone. Your parted lips. Your surprised tongue. Hands deep in the folds of your skirt. The poet filling your pockets with blue and orange. The poet filling your notebooks with slowly drifting fields and gramophones…
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A familiar ritual by now...
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She turned him down again. Said it was her insomnia. She was so tired, she said, she had to work in the morning, and why couldn't he understand that? She rolled over facing away from him. He sat up in bed, thinking. When was the last time? Three months ago? Four? He…
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Baby Teak can access Wikipedia by rubbing two xylophone mallets together.
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When I got home from work I parked my briefcase in the hall, acknowledged our dog and immediately went into the kitchen where wife, Sherry, was cooking supper. Without turning around at the sink, she said her usual, How was your day? I said, Fine, and yours? She turned…
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We looked out into the darkness and then at our children. The dark of the forest was feeding them with ideas, filling their imaginations with things beautiful and things wicked.
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Rothko and Stella loved the beach. To Jalapeno it was just one big litter box and for her it held no great appeal. She sprawled sunbathing on the dashboard lifting a lid occasionally to watch Lauren riding a wave. The dogs delirious with freedom romped and chased tight…
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Some guys ride hills up and down,
Then stop to terrorize small towns.
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“Again,” Danny said, and I hit him with everything I had until I was out of breath and it was his turn to hit me. We did this three, four, five days in a row, took the weekend to admire our bruises and heal a little, and then on Monday we were back up th
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