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The heart would have unnatural reverence, exalted, bursting with evil, rolling in sloth, if it did not at once reveal its innocence. I saw you again, on the morning of the sun. It was you, or your double, or a son you might have had. Your beautiful bloo
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135110
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The parrots woke Eddie up. That and Rocker snoring in the twin bed. A thousand parrots flying over the motel? They squawked, God how they…
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135130
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Some of us, however, turn our secrets over in our souls, churning them with the fury of the howling winds of a January night. They are eroded and shaped and fine-tuned with the precision of a jeweler; the deeper and darker they are, the more brilliant of
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135164
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After the Tokyo experience, Frank and Michiko decided that when she went on extended tours, Frank would accompany her.
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1351105
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Cultivate your vaginal tears
at the gates of Thigh and Holy.
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135151
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you'd do him more of a favor to kill him, than place upon him the burden of such an abrupt change in travel plans.
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135164
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In a field of barley, I see you, ...
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135143
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And he was wearing a mask. Gorilla mask over his gorilla face.
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1351118
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They could occupy the space//
left by creatures larger and more/
evolved.
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135152
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If there was another way to describe emptiness, I'd word the endlessness of the sky, of the ocean at low tide.
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135100
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Holding a bouquet of flowers wrapped in a tissue in one hand, a round shape that balances the round yellow burst of light that is her dress. While the flesh of her chest bulges forward and she balances as though in a holding pattern in flight.
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135100
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I was watching the bustling crowd below, sipping on a teacup full of Victory Gin when the scream, no a howl, cut through the murmuring of footsteps and telescreens.
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135174
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the stars might be the audience or they might not be
if the beat sits right next to me and hugs me nasty
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135143
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A tornado and peacock were bred in his paddock; the couple gave birth to a turquoise lasso.
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135164
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I woke up to the humming
of an empty space in the shape of a sweatshirt,
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1351119
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A cheap pocket knife was the only sharp I carried in my backpack and they allowed me that. The man with the pot tattoo on his neck said, “All of us here needs some type of knife. You gotta cut up your food. We don't…
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135100
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Her feet are raised upon an embroidered green pillow and she sits naked in a blue velvet chair. Red earrings dangling from her ears, while a red monkey sits at her feet with one leg extended.
She is exotic. A powder blue on her lips and at her navel,
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135121
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I am exceeded / by a leaf
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1350911
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The brain taints everything it brings to us/
with its limited apparatus, its precepts,//
all the things it thinks it knows.
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1350179
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In the next week or two, the red oak/
will loose and lose its leaves
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1350117
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She had just done it in the backseat with the man she decided would be her father. Or maybe it was the cast of his eyes under the dim bar lights. Maybe she insisted that this had to be done, to relive the night under the stars, under a dented roof of a station…
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135062
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your light is gonna
last me
through the week
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135042
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i saw a sign and it read A PERSON THAT IS MEAN TO THE WAITER IS A MEAN PERSON i thought of you with your high cheekbones, the sense of entitlement unparalleled, the superiority complex that hid much you had a gig and it had probably…
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135021
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“Apollo twenty-two. Come in.”, the voice crackled through the speakers of the aircraft. There was only silence broken by a solitary meow and the slight whistle of oxygenated air through the ventilation system. “Captain Snuggles, now that you…
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135020
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I can’t deny you’re beautiful, though it’s unsure how many of your defects are fudged by my myopia.
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135043
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The first time I ever held a gun, I was three years old...
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135000
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“Okay,” I say, “but my point is the only way you’d ever know if someone really loved you is if they put their life on the line when it counts. Otherwise you gotta take their word for it.”
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135054
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Uzma dashes up the stairs ahead of me . . .
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135043
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Breathe a stench of Eton musk...
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135067
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The currents of events/
strip the molecules from cartilage,//
reverse polarity of ventricles—
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