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We all tell them/even when our mothers
warned us only the Devil/tells stories
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On a street-lit night in Jeddah.
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The shit just doesn't want to come off.
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One moustache hair at moustache level on a filmy bathroom mirror. A red velvet spread on a big round bed. Dear Ma: We saw a bearded lady.
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the emergence of the Beatles and the Vietnam War
sad human electricity
no buzz of any wheel
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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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In the darkness, as I awaken, an orange glowing 3:45 greets me . . .
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he wanders the house/ crying for the hairless tomcat/ (gone for the night/ on an overnight job).
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I caught her a-feasting with her eyes and smilin' at that Jesus- haired Waffle House cook, Dennis Roy, again and I said, “Merlene, my tiny kitty-kat, they's no reason to carry no torch for him ‘cause he may not be with us very long ‘cause, if you notice, they's no…
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I was so used to the silence of late summer afternoons, when I could roll my hoop through the empty, sunlit piazzas without meeting another shadow, that at first I mistook the footsteps for the beat of a metronome spilling through an open window.
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I was always more comfortable with the ponies than you were / more comfortable with betting windows and two-dollar bills than you were
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Tiny was my daughter. Or what was left of her. A mucous-y chunk of what was once in my womb and then wasn’t.
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He'd sit or stand, as if this was common
to see: in the street walking by, such a man.
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A white room is empty but for you, a card table and a chair.
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It starts on the Fallopian Speedway
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Set your three-word story in prison.
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The Star Trek marathon ends, and he flips channels. An episode of Full House is on. The cheesy plot lines and attractive women (specifically, DJ Tanner in the late seasons) have become a freakish comfort.
In today's episode, the Tanners are baby sitt
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"That zit on your forehead just won't go away, will it, sweetie?" she adds as she brushes her daughter's bangs downward.
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there’s more to life than poontang
but not when you’re sixteen and
your hands are full of heavy breasts
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I was driving by with a dampened eye
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James Hubert III sat at the bar. It was late. His wife and kids were long in bed and he knew he should be, too. But with the Lovelandtown lift bridge stuck in mid-air, a drink beckoned him. He sat next to Vince DeSantos, a small, stout man, with a bowling
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We do the work of fixing people like him?
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When flash and bang merge you are, according to the manual, in deep do-do.
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I came late to sunrise. The hills were lit / with goats.
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The ticking must have gone on for an hour before Kathy realized it wasn't a clock. When the line finally moved, the rhythm changed. When the queue stopped again, she glanced behind her and noticed a woman in torn jeans and a filthy sweater tapping a heel on the…
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‘A whole damn plane is missing and the only damn clue we have is a 9mm bullet,’ Picasso said to Victor Bravo whom he calls Torv. He’s his partner at the Picasso Investigation Agency.
They questioned the guard assigned on the night of the plane
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The wooden man came to her in a cloud in a vision in a dream in a story. When he spoke, his tongue clacked against his teeth.——As soon as she woke up, she knew the wooden man was in her belly. She felt heavy with him, fatigued. All she wanted to eat was…
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In the mode of Swinburne's ‘Dolores':For the Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster- A study of the notion of “Intelligent Design” Since the universe came into dawning, If e'er this bright universe did, Men ought to know better in…
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