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I remember one time when we played strip poker in the basement of your house on Euclid Avenue, me, Terry, you and Andy. And I remember drinking lots of wine and fixing the deck so that you kept losing and having to take off all your clothes, and still you
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The commodore drives a 67 Caddy rag top
All fin and boatish power
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heart-shaped stones
love, devotion
no way
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He switches to quantum mechanics
and starts tinkering with his sleeve
memorizing a theorem
he'd figure out
if he had the time
for a deep breath,
he takes a deep breath.
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You’ll say you should have known. You’ll blame my music.
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"I am lying on my back and am confused."
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After my mother died, my father shipped me to my uncle's. He hadn't told me she was dying, so he could just mourn alone.Lena lived next door, Italian, my age -- which was ten -- beautiful. She was watched by goons in black suits. Her parents owned a restaurant. Across the…
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But tonight
while your finger
glides across
the glossy pages
of Popular Science
I hold a séance
for the Holy Spirit
in utter seriousness
among the book clutter
and crumpled manifestos
in the basement
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I never took more than a few pills at a time, just enough for a treat on Friday night.
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The nerves are birds that guide us to feeling the loop and lift of reverie.
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There were guitar players, and as happens with talent sometimes, the guitar players were too talented. There could not be places for all of them in a single rock band.
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My eyes don’t close but hers are shut tight, and something inside tells me that to this girl, I could be absolutely anyone.
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No chance for Hallo, we sank into an unlit station doorway and he fumbled through my shorts.
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Sit down at night and stare into the fire. Consider if Cupid is just another liar.
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We all thought, Birds! We all thought, Nests inside the chimney!
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The washing machine at home was broken. It was an old leaky Maytag. A discouraging mess—twisted panties, sky-blue jeans, and an old lover or two or three floating downstream (the reverse of spawning salmon). Each man was slightly drowned,…
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I almost caught a poet today.
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“Tell me a story,” he said, toying with his top hat, running his fingers along its brim.
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I have a ninety two percent rejection rate.
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The rocking chair will bite your toes.
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(the hourglass has not gone digital, oh no,/but these days, silicon is in with the sand)
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Listen to chickadees. Join / LinkedIn.
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Won't speak a word against 'em. Car trunk stunk like bad chicken long after, but I won't speak a word against 'em.
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—Jesus, that bastard has everyone in his pocket.
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“Now,” my friend said. “Tell us about earthquakes. Can we expect one anytime soon?”
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I am exceeded / by a leaf
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The brain taints everything it brings to us/
with its limited apparatus, its precepts,//
all the things it thinks it knows.
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The convalescent home's common areas are surprisingly well-appointed, given the neighborhood, which makes his actual living quarters that much more dismaying. Poorly lit, dusty, stifling, the room reeks of socks worn for weeks on end. My nostrils burn, and my eyes…
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