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An excellent plan. Just like old times.
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1459107
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Dreams / of being a millionaire are replaced by dreams / of being a billionaire
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145921
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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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145900
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Oh, you aren't going to lecture us, for heaven's sake?
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145961
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I would like to go back (with spade, pick, soft bristles), and sift through time and layers, brush away the intervening years, and find: the tooth, knocked out by my then best friend, when we were seven, careening downhill in my father's wheelbarrow on Boscobel…
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145952
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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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145921
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Vietnam, Tet, and beaucoup Charlie
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145900
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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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145900
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The pit of my stomach was bottoming out, this lurching sort-of feeling one experiences when one has coasted WELL OVER an abyss and has no way of finding one's bearings . . .
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1459109
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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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145920
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Each had jostled and laboured for his or her place upon the blunt outcrop, in the cold persistent darkness, where the outcrop was merely something that had fallen and not quite been washed away.
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145922
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My Thursday head belonged to a former Miss Brazil named Rita.
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1459147
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At some point, you care/
just enough to wake each morning,
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1459117
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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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145801
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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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145855
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I opened the closet door and there stood Eugène Ionesco lost among our clothes.
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145866
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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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145864
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In a field of barley, I see you, ...
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145832
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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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145856
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at all altitudes and at all latitudes /
glaciers in furious melt: / both Greenland and Antarctica headed both /
to be ice-free isles adrift / and with shorter coastlines amidst higher seas.
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It’s as she reaches into the fridge for the carton of half-and-half with the grainy waxy photo of the little girl—Last Seen 10/2/06—that the memory surfaces:
“Hey. That’s mine.”
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145764
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I'd wear my pajamas too, fitting for the big sleep
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Our painter man was killed by a bunch of snotty kids who were making fun of him. A gun went off. What is a noodle to do? He wasn't sitting alone in his world, anymore. Where was his famous straw hat? His trusty pipe? He desperately needed to smoke…
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She could see him doing these things but she could not hear him.
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