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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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I feel his hand on my face, feel it brush past my lips, and I taste my sister's blood.
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I love you because your eyes are both crossed
When you do it, because you’re focused
On the inside of the universe
I love you because
You’re on a roller coaster
Through life
And I can ride along
For the thrill of it
I love you because
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’m sure they have their/
cleverest working on it, though.
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Billy took acid and blatzed into a 7-11, holding his dick like he hoped the store guy would think the thing was an Uzi. The guy laughed his ass off, reached under the counter, and pulled out a .38…
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“If your work is good you will get published. Just keep at it."
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Vietnam, Tet, and beaucoup Charlie
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two pairs of arms and legs
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You need only one who notices.
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At some point, you care/
just enough to wake each morning,
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You are a warm winter
Despite the presence of snow
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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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It sits up tall on its hind legs to take in all of whatever this is, big and bluer than the sky, death's own taxicab parked on its doorstep.
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Meanwhile stars continue to surprise...
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I opened the closet door and there stood Eugène Ionesco lost among our clothes.
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The blaring scream from my alarm clock suffices as my wake-up call. It disrupts me from my dream state that I so rarely get the privilege to experience any more. I've always loathed that alarm clock, so I turn it off in the most sensibly aggressive manner I know how: just…
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Oh, you aren't going to lecture us, for heaven's sake?
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We talk of his time in the jungle.
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As I walked down to the Subway, I thought to myself that now, after the horror in Boston, everybody looks like a terrorist.
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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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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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Lying on a high seat in the south study, this is what I see:
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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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But the restaurants put pig in every little dish. You couldn't eat there without encountering some portion of pig. It was in everything, including the cabbage. Who puts pig in the cabbage? I'm asking you. And in the dumplings too. For God's sake, give it
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I found a diseased fish / wedged between some boulders near the pier
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Sebastian and Janice had been a natural match. They sought to deny this at first because a recovery assistance program was not a place to forge intimate relationships. It worked out wonderfully in Hollywood, but Hollywood, as everyone knew, was just a facade. So…
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