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She could see him doing these things but she could not hear him.
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On the coldest day of the year, the weather man walks back from the measurement booth across a snowed-over plain, solid as cement and tinted with the pale yellow glow of the northern lights.
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Oh, you aren't going to lecture us, for heaven's sake?
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With their brightly-colored bits of
found string
woven into the walls of their nests
to teach their baby birds
what the worms of the future
will look like.
Somewhat like the
cave paintings of Lascaux
for early man in France,
when hunti
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She calls me by my name. She says I am her daughter.
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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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Sirens wake me, screaming warnings in the dark.
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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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Lying on a high seat in the south study, this is what I see:
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I want to tell you how the odor of the flowers/felt her funeral day
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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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My Thursday head belonged to a former Miss Brazil named Rita.
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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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On a street-lit night in Jeddah.
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What if
Everything
I have been doing
Hasn’t been heard
By anyone?
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Once there was a real honest to God holy spiritout there that was a gift of loving kindness meant for everyone to share; unfortunately, it was given to all the wrong people, or the wrong people simply stole it. Either way the wrong people are…
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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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“Sandy likes the way Bob spanks, when he’s done she gives him thanks."
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your words that came crashing over me/
so cold the clear shock was like salt water
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the two become one where/
all things end,
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You need only one who notices.
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I offer you a peanut butter sandwich full of unconditional love
and you say I'm being controlling, so I let you eat cake, eat cake.
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At some point, you care/
just enough to wake each morning,
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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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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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That TV you got me? Ruined. And the ionizer fan? Ruined too. All your clothes you left over here, all my work scrubs and weekend dresses too, soaked with that river stink water. I kept thinking bout all the dead creatures.
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And your daughter, Mrs. P, and your daughter Mrs. Q, underwater, underwater in the old swimming hole, in the backyard swimming pool. “They’ve all got children there.” La la.
Yet when I’m naked, when I enter with my own body the mirror, the small sha
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