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Sacre Something

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My first abroad journey completed. A picturesque way to end it all, really. I’m into that, I think to myself: making things play like movies or dramas or as beautifully as I can make them.

The Listener

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They think because you are a writer you are not much of a listener and so you begin to recognize all of the great opportunities to be much more of a listener and then you shut your trap and get sucked into the whorls of her big wet brown eyes with Italianate…

Glossolalia

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Method of divination. Open a book to any section. Drop your hand onto the page. Read that there is an exorcism happening in the other room.

Myself Today

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Suddenly I'm not feeling it anymore. / Poetry has become insufficient. / I can't do it like I used to.

It's Always the Quiet Ones

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I know this much: right now I’m over a thousand miles from my brother. I’ve been watching the odometers, adding it all up.

Song of Unself

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nothing suffices as harbor / but a permit to claw at every yawing chasm

The Caselvetrano Olive

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He spotted her in Sarasota Whole Foods surveying the artichokes

Pop Tarts

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The currents of events/ strip the molecules from cartilage,// reverse polarity of ventricles—

His Essay on the Meaning of Poetry

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Poetry is conceit; emotional, intellectual or technical.

Endless

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My grief is made up of Demons fighting to Claw their way first Out of my eyes

Saturday TV with Dad

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By the sixth - Dizz, Falstaff buzzed - Croons - The Wabash Cannonball

The Rats

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I climb up on the sofa and stand next to him. I smell something.

The Family of Unsharpened Pencils

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and pressed an area on my forehead between my eyes

Ichthyology

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The doctors said, when she was born, that the gills would eventually fade away on their own. Nothing to fear, they said; no more unusual than the rare child born with a tail, or a dense pelt of fur, or a single sharp tooth jutting from its new pink gums.

Five Million Yen: Chapter 40

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Ben was dreaming of sex with Claudia. But, in his dream, he could hear Dan Arris calling his name and pounding on a door. The fear of Dan Arris was pushing out the delights of Claudia.

Destiny Narrowly Avoided

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Then it started extruding tendrils and tying them all into intricate knots.

Need food for family

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The young man pulls out his wallet, grabs a couple of bills and stops short of handing them to the bedraggled man. “So how do I know you’re not going to go out and buy some crack with this money?”

Convenience Store

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I’m casing the place; my boyfriend Jimmy is about to bust in and rob the store.

My Uncle's Last Day in Hospice

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In and out of morphine dreams, he flies through the unfinished roof of Illinois sky. Below, matchbox-sized farm machines. A silo becomes his father's thermos, the silver-capped tower from which he stole sips at ten, his first secret. Back …

M+3

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In the diffuse light of early morning you wear a sweat suit maybe and stand in front of a model-kitchen counter in a model-home kitchen

The Weight of a Gun

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The first time I ever held a gun, I was three years old...

The Snake Pit

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They come in my room without knocking and I'm nekkid.

Houses Are Havens and the Outside Plans Your Destruction

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The first of the fires that started by the river in the abandoned mills were so hot they burned white and pale blue

The Adversary

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When He had built the Universe, there was no greater joy in putting it together. The angels themselves were perfect constructs of concept and design, embodiment of breathing principle over particle waves. They each had their purpose; each mortar or a supp

Privacy

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Spying is a different concern. Privacy also. I feel there is a loss of privacy just in believing or realizing it is possible; our forebears did not experience loss of privacy digitally, perhaps in another way.

The Man That Wasn't Hers

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"I am lying on my back and am confused."

Dashboard Jesus

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When I first started this, a few months ago, I was timid about looking people in the eye.

Man and Dirt

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Wherever you decide to grow Please remember to ask the dirt ‘Am I still dust’

early spring

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the late snow, though not welcomed...

Sleepwalker

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I may as well have been sleepwalking. Either way, I had no opportunity to admire the moonlight flooding into the long corridors, illuminating the stag heads and painted cheeks of long-dead ancestors.