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A mundane endeavor depicted as a quest. Try it, you'll like it!
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My wife, Sheila, inadvertently clicked my e-mail address, too, when she sent her reply back to him and I read her poet friend's message that her love opened the window of his heart and she replied that his words were knocks that opened the door to her being, then I stood…
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The clip-clopping of footsteps now echoes from the opposite end of the alleyway, and as you turn to face the figure who appears behind you, the figure wearing a fierce Noh-drama mask, you determine that this time you will enlist its aid in decoding this r
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156154
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In his heyday, Burt Reynolds owned $100,000 worth of custom-made toupees.
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156132
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Sirens wake me, screaming warnings in the dark.
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156164
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... he could feel the pointed picket spears.
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156120
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My brother Herb married his high school sweetheart right after completing college. This was a girl named Beryl, whom he'd met originally in Mr. Reinert's marching band at York High School in Elmhurst. I remember one day in particular in the middle of the
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Reprisal The bomb blew away hubris, shocked the arrogant bastards into humiliated silence. None of them had experienced hunger and they'd misjudged its effect. In the lobby of the palace, dirt, plaster, glass shifted, rumbled,…
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It was unusual, a feeling of déjà vu waft in the air. However, this was completely new to them. Mayumi gripped her shoulders as Emi’s lips moved trying to ease her fear. Mayumi did not understand what this stuff was.
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156121
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"That zit on your forehead just won't go away, will it, sweetie?" she adds as she brushes her daughter's bangs downward.
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When I came back from California the second time, in the summer of 1965, I was the first around our town to wear my hair long, influenced by the Beatles. And I bought a bunch of blue caps that everyone in our gang wore, with the number “69” sown on
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156032
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I used to be a poet, you know. /
Better, in many respects, than you.
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156085
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"the dark velvet slide of the tongue."
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156020
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The story of a second, a stone, and an android -- all curiously interrelated and all, coincidentally, named Gretchen
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1560158
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We are the same shits/
we were in the Bronze Age
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156021
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‘what’s the hassle kiddo, chopping meat is fun, come here and listen to the music of the chop, the sound of steel ripping through air, slicing through flesh and hitting wood, poetry I say’.
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156064
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In a field of barley, I see you, ...
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156043
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" History ...is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake."
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156044
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So for now, let the snow fall, but
let it fall gently,
each flake as a soft piano note
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156000
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“Got a big one boy! He's movin' real fast! Don't think he has had time to eat the bait just yet, so we need to play him out. Let the hook set. Don't want to loose him! Get the net ready!”
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1560115
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Among the raindrops/
occasional plopping snowflakes.
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156044
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Sometimes my poems escape. They crawl out through my Wi-Fi connection, I suspect.
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156044
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A rope is cleaner,
he explains with a straight face.
He's calmed by the visual.
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1560108
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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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155900
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Mother’s eyes stared outward in a trance, on her throne, visualizing the world Azure made. Though it was right before her, she could not reach it.
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155900
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Online dating. Russian women. Beware.
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1559179
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A woman who is, say, a culinary arts champion or an heiress devoted to literature such as Bryher (Annie Winifred Ellerman) or Peggy Guggenheim might be able to turn me on, turn me out, turn me around.
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Even before I tap on the door I know I am being watched with one eye. My footsteps have surely given me away. A swift tug on it reveals her to me—half of her, that is, and I slink past the threshold, to her. From her eyes I see that she has…
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Don reports everything to Uzma and Rasheed, I'm aware of that. It doesn't bother me. I'm not hiding anything from them or anyone else.
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