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I recalled the one night stand I'd had with the girl one balmy summer night in Minneapolis. We lay on my bed in the moonlight, and I touched the nipples of her tiny breasts with the thumb and pinkie of one hand.
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145701
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She could see him doing these things but she could not hear him.
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145755
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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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145744
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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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145700
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Oh, you aren't going to lecture us, for heaven's sake?
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145766
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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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145733
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She calls me by my name. She says I am her daughter.
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145742
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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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145732
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Sirens wake me, screaming warnings in the dark.
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145732
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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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the two become one where/
all things end,
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145744
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Lying on a high seat in the south study, this is what I see:
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1457189
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I want to tell you how the odor of the flowers/felt her funeral day
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145732
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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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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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1456107
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Dreams / of being a millionaire are replaced by dreams / of being a billionaire
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145644
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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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145644
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On a street-lit night in Jeddah.
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145610
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What if
Everything
I have been doing
Hasn’t been heard
By anyone?
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145652
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We talk of his time in the jungle.
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145696
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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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145633
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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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fanned lashes on rouged cheek
a glamorous sea creature
in violet perfume
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145600
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You cannot go back, you cannot go home, you cannot cannot cannot…Only in memory is it possible to travel back in time. We all imagine it. We relive happy moments, sad moments, we exist, time exists and it passes. We cannot stop it.
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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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