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On a street-lit night in Jeddah.
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I opened the closet door and there stood Eugène Ionesco lost among our clothes.
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I know someone in need of healing.
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Sweaty feet, drool from the weighty sleep of mid-afternoon naps, the inescapable perspiration of the South: all combine to create the entwined scent of socks and stale toothbrushes...
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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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She calls me by my name. She says I am her daughter.
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’m sure they have their/
cleverest working on it, though.
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and where have the years sped
how distant was your youth
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. . . nor did mine eye apologize.
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Said do you feel it when you touch me?
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Now it's late. I am hanging upside down from a rope coiled around my crushed left ankle, the pain too sharp to be really felt, as the excess blood to my head makes my thoughts fuzzy. I am almost two meters from the rock face, thirty-five hundred meters above sea-level, the…
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By the sixth - Dizz, Falstaff buzzed - Croons - The Wabash Cannonball
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She thinks this is the place she dreamed
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Galloping people, tangled in ballets of hot love, weaving in and out, making a canvas of it.
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In a field of barley, I see you, ...
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the two become one where/
all things end,
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—Now that’s a hell-of-a-painting, Frank, he said. Those colors are engaged in warfare. How the hell did you do that?
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There was no provision for keeping the post on the door, but I did not have the fingernails to pry it off.
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Lying on a high seat in the south study, this is what I see:
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Mon wakes up surrounded by trees. The light is grey, the trunks black.How long have I slept? he wonders.He doesn't know which way to walk. In every direction, the same prospect of trees. He looks up at a blank sky. No sign even of the sun.***He starts walking. Slowly,…
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You need only one who notices.
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I want to tell you how the odor of the flowers/felt her funeral day
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Here the three o'clock sun is an old patched up fellow, with a stained yellow beard, walking in a small crispy rain of brown leaves, looking at something that requires a bit of squinting no one else can see, on the far side of the softening…
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I reach out and grab a can of soup with each hand and spin them around to dive into this much-heralded sodium situation. It's a landslide. I almost smile as I put low sodium back and continue to hold tightly onto regular.
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The winter’s too warm for the bears to sleep,
and they get up in the middle of the night
with insomnia and wander about the streets
in their pajamas, knocking over garbage cans,
looking for a midnight snack of some kind.
They’re getting kind o
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I woke up to the humming
of an empty space in the shape of a sweatshirt,
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You are a warm winter
Despite the presence of snow
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“The window is a much better place to read,” she said.I wasn't aware she was talking to me, at first. In my typical manner, I was thinking about far off possibilities and realities completely detached from my own. Yet, here she was, a far off…
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Blue skies greet us as we exit the forest . . .
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I got no good hubcaps
My van is up on bricks
It's held together with duct tape
And a couple of crummy sticks
I caught the guy who did this
And tied him to a tree
I kicked him in the windpipe
And kicked him in the knee
I'm a man witho
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