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After you started drinking your meals and hating politics I wanted to climb inside, live in your stomach and dissolve. I wanted to make you see, hold you captive with arms stretched, pinned. listen again, swallow…
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134231
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I just amuse myself by buying old guns and refurbishing them in my basement as I listen to old Bohemian polkas on cassettes.
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the two become one where/
all things end,
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134241
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Miracles don’t happen to the poor.
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The first time I ever held a gun, I was three years old...
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The bartender kept looking at himself in the mirror behind the bar. “Everyone in Hollywood is an actor,” Doc said.
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134295
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We got a sandwich at Mr. Pickle's, but they cut the sandwich in the plastic. Plastic wrap.
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1342117
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You are a warm winter
Despite the presence of snow
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...the relatives didn't seem nearly as fucked up as she thought they would be considering...
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just before my break,/ he came on the line,/ old and slow with computers now/ but wanting a discount/ he'd been told he qualified for.
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When I met Gregor Samsa he was still a cockroach, erratic and skittish whenever the light came on. We often spoke in the dark. I empathized with the man. I mean bug. Ok. That isn't fair. You can't call a man a bug because he chirps and eats dried skin cells. A…
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As air warms and warm/
winds stir, green becomes the force/
that surges the plains.
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134164
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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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1341105
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Cultivate your vaginal tears
at the gates of Thigh and Holy.
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134154
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this is where we end --
the exorbitant eye of forgotten days.
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He is unmediated by any computer or person. He went rogue in 2016. He has been in your Facebook feed, your Netflix recommendations, your Spotify playlists, your Google ads, and your YouTube pre-roll. But what is next for him? Lets find out.
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There’s someone in the audience who is immolating himself
Cutting his own leg over and over with a pen knife
And groaning: “Oh God, oh God”
And all I can think from up at the podium is
This guy must absolutely hate these poems
I am reading
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the brain plays impish tricks/
and entertains itself with avant garde/
home movies
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...clash of gulls
wend upwards, disappearing into grey
night's high tide recedes
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134100
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Early in the morning
I wanted to send you something
for when you wake;
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134132
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The Italian was late. She was supposed to come into the store, meet him in the back, and arrange to take the last of his liquor.
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The currents of events/
strip the molecules from cartilage,//
reverse polarity of ventricles—
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When Chuck dies, I’ll throw/
a party and dance, a little drunk,/
across what I’ll pretend/
is the old shit’s grave.
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Ok American dogs. Here my first story I wrote when I only two days old! Then evil moderator delete me and story go away. Now I three days old. I try to remember.
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It comes to me at night, the monster. I don't even realize it's in the room until I hear it breathing behind me. It reaches out its hands and places them on my shoulders. Its fingers are furry and soft, but strong. They grasp the muscles on either side of my neck, and I…
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Shirley stubbed her cigarillo out on a dead chunk of honeycomb.
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134100
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Nurse Smithers straightened Dr. Baumgartner’s feathered head dress. it had slipped down below the caduceus so carefully painted on his forehead by the medical ritual staff.
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Of flowers there Are none In June No sun Upon my cheek The gentle breeze Stirs me not The smiles They cloud my vision Birds they Sing their songs But I hear Them not When tears Rain down My heaven.
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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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When he leans back from the telescope through which he had been looking, he sports a derby and a Hercule Poirot moustache.
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