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I can't believe it's Frankie, but there he is at a table on the far side, just in front of the big picture window. I hold the menu close to my face and peek again over the top, watching as he reaches under the white linen tablecloth to plant…
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If white t-shirts are only an SPF of 8, she couldn’t even imagine what a white nylon-mesh umbrella on this godforsaken beach might be in terms of protection.
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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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I want to read a story that ends unhappily ever after: one where the bad guy wins and no one gets the girl.
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I got to see me the other day.
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I slide my CD toward Eric Burdon who sits, smiling and gracious and fatigued from Seattle traffic, at the table at Silver Platters, where I have just purchased ‘Til Your River Runs Dry, and stood in a line of old gray heads to have him sign it. I remove my hat and…
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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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I fall in love with a second cousin at the picnic. I make sure I sit next to her.
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INSTRUCTIONS: To all students, please address your index card: "To the Finder of this Balloon." Beneath that, write something that will encourage the finder to email you back. Then tape the index card to your balloon's string.Happy Ballooning! To the Finder…
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She could see him doing these things but she could not hear him.
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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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Then it started extruding tendrils and tying them all into intricate knots.
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She calls me by my name. She says I am her daughter.
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In a field of barley, I see you, ...
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I’m casing the place; my boyfriend Jimmy is about to bust in and rob the store.
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Vietnam, Tet, and beaucoup Charlie
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You need only one who notices.
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I didn't feel when you cut out my spine I'd been throwing up all night couldn't even smell the rust …
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Each had jostled and laboured for his or her place upon the blunt outcrop, in the cold persistent darkness, where the outcrop was merely something that had fallen and not quite been washed away.
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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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I can admire Falling Water
and find Mr. Wright a complete shit.
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Dreams / of being a millionaire are replaced by dreams / of being a billionaire
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It was your present world that seemed more than mad to me. Your polished stiff brown shoes that always squeaked like mice, while the latest rude Bombers bubbled up in their comfortable Dart-board garages like apple pies…
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What if
Everything
I have been doing
Hasn’t been heard
By anyone?
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After the Tokyo experience, Frank and Michiko decided that when she went on extended tours, Frank would accompany her.
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’m sure they have their/
cleverest working on it, though.
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Sirens wake me, screaming warnings in the dark.
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Rumpelstiltskin cried
because you belong to me;
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