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So I told her
think of it this way:
you’re my unlived life.
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Ghosts//
and the voice of God/
never actually visited you
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Listening is loving.
What is more erotic than
these fathoms, skeins, words,
roping tight the ardent ear.
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It’s so uncomfortable being an Angel in a sack
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My father had a terrific argument with his wife, my stepmother, a flaming harridan with a voice like hydrochloric acid, and insisted on driving me back home to California.
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I let go of my properties, my work.
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The alphabets will disappear.
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My famous ‘Black Feminist Casserole’ was soon renamed ‘34C casserole’.
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Looming ahead was another polite suburban party at which, after a couple of pops, I'd say something that embarrasses my wife in front of her girlfriends. Or so she claims.
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I lost a baby two years ago. At 8.5 weeks after seeing her heart beat. I haven't been able to talk about it, but I can write about it. My throat cracks and splinters when I begin to form a thought or word or phrase. I took such great care when…
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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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In September of that year, our neighbor Wayne had this idea that he could get rich by selling groceries Amway-style, and he booted his 12-year-old boy out of his own bedroom and put up shelves loaded with packages of spaghetti, cans of roast beef, soda po
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A familiar ritual by now...
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They wanted to go fresh water fishing, so I had to buy worms. None there in the saltwater town. Drove about 10 miles over the long bridge to cross the bay. I'd been there before. Walked in and a crusty, little skinny man got up from his chair. He: Watcha need? Me: Fresh…
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Some fiftysomething woman with a small dog in her arms was waiting for him, backstage. Security hadn't succeeded in restraining her. Strange.
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Love is a strong word ... When you could have been enough.
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Ivy Oppel was one hard cousin to cry for. And a hard woman, too, but Ooops! Kapow! There's a hole in her head. Not hard enough, then.
I'm harder, thought Dumasha. A girl with a gun can have some fun in this world.
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they tried to trick the sun
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Maybe there was no truth. Things had become so strange that sometimes Jannsun suspected that everything had already happened and we were just toying with selective memory.
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Summer bakes the metal playground slide to ripples. Still, kids line up. Sadists, all of them. Lucky enough to choose pain. Max feels it every breath, unwanted.
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1. It started coming down in flakes. The room was warm and the windows were double insulated, but she was naked and her body was being dressed in snow. He stood over her with the spray can. Maybe you can be the Christmas tree this year. You won't keep me till Christmas she…
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We played synthetic derivative punk. We used Donald Trump tweets as lyrics.
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When I rolled him under the bed, I thought I would sweep him out later with arms curled up like legs beneath the shells of cicadas I used to gather from the laundry porch and set on the kitchen counter to scare my roommates. At least, I did that until…
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I want to own you, even if it is only for a few moments or a few hours, but it will not be worth it unless for that brief span of time I know that the only purpose of your existence is to be a woman whom I own.
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I said hey man, how you doin’? He looked up and nodded but his shades flashed and I couldn’t see his eyes.
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We’re lucky it/
was chunky spew,
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Azure felt tired of all her problems remain unresolved, and she felt this was a good opportunity to get one out of the way.
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