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Snapshots

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On a street-lit night in Jeddah.

Elevator to the Angels

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I opened the closet door and there stood Eugène Ionesco lost among our clothes.

The Application of Birds

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I know someone in need of healing.

The Washing of the Quilts

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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...

The Nude Pianist: A Novel: Chapter 23

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After the Tokyo experience, Frank and Michiko decided that when she went on extended tours, Frank would accompany her.

This Can't Be True, But I Remember It

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She calls me by my name. She says I am her daughter.

Resource Management

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’m sure they have their/ cleverest working on it, though.

For my lost child

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and where have the years sped how distant was your youth

Heron

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. . . nor did mine eye apologize.

Dirt

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Said do you feel it when you touch me?

K2

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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…

Saturday TV with Dad

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By the sixth - Dizz, Falstaff buzzed - Croons - The Wabash Cannonball

100 Words

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She thinks this is the place she dreamed

Carnival Beach

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Galloping people, tangled in ballets of hot love, weaving in and out, making a canvas of it.

To Zephyrus

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In a field of barley, I see you, ...

Vanishing Point

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the two become one where/ all things end,

The Nude Pianist: A Novel: Chapter 34

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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?

Deer People

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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.

Ink Play

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Lying on a high seat in the south study, this is what I see:

Mon in the forest: a fragment

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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,…

You Don't Need To

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You need only one who notices.

Dumb Ass

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I want to tell you how the odor of the flowers/felt her funeral day

The Three O'Clock Sun

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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…

Friends

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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.

The Winter's Too Warm for Bears to Sleep

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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

Carrying you

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I woke up to the humming of an empty space in the shape of a sweatshirt,

Love Story

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You are a warm winter Despite the presence of snow

Sit Down, Here.

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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…

Assiduity Twenty One

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Blue skies greet us as we exit the forest . . .

No Good Hubcaps - song

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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