1460 13 8
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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.
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1460 7 6
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Get comfortable with criticism
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1460 6 1
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Why do I love you? The monster that you are?
I love you for revealing to me my strength
My determination, my will
My need to survive
I love you for showing me the gift that is living
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1460 1 1
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. . . nor did mine eye apologize.
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1460 4 3
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No pain is private. How can it be?
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1460 8 4
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He spotted her in Sarasota Whole Foods surveying the artichokes
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1460 8 6
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I wrote her a poem.She said, “I hate poetry.” I said, “OK, just read the words then."
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1460 5 1
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1. Research how to locate and outline the chin of a toy terrier. Find a toy terrier, outline its chin, then count the hairs on said chin to determine the number of lines your poem will have.
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1460 11 9
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A cheap pocket knife was the only sharp I carried in my backpack and they allowed me that. The man with the pot tattoo on his neck said, “All of us here needs some type of knife. You gotta cut up your food. We don't…
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1460 3 2
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Boil (n.)––1. Pus-filled pustule inflammation of the skin, usually painful. 2. Slang boiled pus, bucket of (n. phrase)“Your asshole brain is a bucket of boiled pus.” (see also pus, SCOTTISH derogatory term for face.
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1459 5 5
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and pressed an area
on my forehead
between my eyes
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1459 10 2
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1459 4 4
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Once or twice, it was only once or twice. Three times, if I really count. And I wasn't giving or loving. And my self stayed hidden and I kept most of my clothes on.
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1459 3 1
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I will show you how, in the spring,
the sidewalks here
look like a crossword puzzle resting under
a glass of lemonade,
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1459 2 2
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Suddenly I'm not feeling it anymore. /
Poetry has become insufficient. /
I can't do it like I used to.
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1459 11 5
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As air warms and warm/
winds stir, green becomes the force/
that surges the plains.
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1459 3 1
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"Look Emily, I’m charging your solar powered calculator and helping you relieve your dependence on foreign oil."
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1459 10 3
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’m sure they have their/
cleverest working on it, though.
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1459 15 7
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Her voice gets screechy as she talks of the boy he was caught fondling in the bathroom of a bowling alley. The worst part: the dumb schmuck doesn’t even bowl.
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1459 10 7
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and where have the years sped
how distant was your youth
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1459 7 2
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That streetcar named Desire, it don't hardly stop for me no more. Leastwise not while I'm awake, and I don't have to be telling no nosy aides why I make them noises in my sleep.
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1459 2 0
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He also had OCD. He had to kick every dog he met. Johnny killed a lot of dogs and was bitten by many others. He was a cruel bastard.
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1459 0 0
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The pit of my stomach was bottoming out, this lurching sort-of feeling one experiences when one has coasted WELL OVER an abyss and has no way of finding one's bearings . . .
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1459 1 1
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There was no need to drive. She could travel ten miles in ten minutes. She merely had to be careful not to step on any cars or trucks.
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1459 8 7
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By the sixth - Dizz, Falstaff buzzed - Croons - The Wabash Cannonball
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1458 2 2
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The light of day is screaming,
shook by the calls of howler monkeys,
their low roar hanging in the salt,
in the black sand riding the wind,
as Playa Negra outstretches its infinite arms.
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1458 2 1
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An excellent plan. Just like old times.
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1458 3 2
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Michiko stood in front of Steinway Hall on West 57th Street.
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1458 4 1
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This poem first appeared in “Walt’s Corner” of The Long Islander, founded by Walt Whitman in 1838.
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1458 1 0
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The parrots woke Eddie up. That and Rocker snoring in the twin bed. A thousand parrots flying over the motel? They squawked, God how they…
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