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While watching the ever-present crowds
passing by on my insides, I noticed,
by accident, a man smiling
who might have been me, not sure.
Maybe I’m eating soap
for the first time, because I am
either frothing or foaming
at the mouth.
An
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137141
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Zusman snored on the sofa as Motel gathered his belongings in the dark. He moved quietly as had become his custom in the mornings. Initially he had tried not to wake his nephew on his way to work in the…
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137100
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Early in the morning
I wanted to send you something
for when you wake;
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137143
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Breathe a stench of Eton musk...
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1371107
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The Tea Party member was married but cuter. He worked as a caulker, a tub and basin man.
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137181
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Sorry, I think I was jotting and not writing. I see a dropped article that would clarify my interest. I purposely didn't describe my alcohol use. There, I just did.
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137144
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A rope is cleaner,
he explains with a straight face.
He's calmed by the visual.
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1371115
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Blue skies greet us as we exit the forest . . .
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137021
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My eyes are wide open. I look like a graphic novel. My world is black and white. I’m poorly drawn. All sounds have an exclamation point.
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137030
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Every town has one. Or one at the very least...
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137095
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I never meant to shipwreck you,
I didn't even know I was singing out loud.
I just stood on my rock a little too boldly,
and hummed a tune you wanted to hear.
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137065
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I know someone in need of healing.
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1370158
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i hear the boom boom boom
in the room room room
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1370126
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Have you heard this yet? The daughter flew home to care for the mother, whose pump is still tick ticking—though now with aid—which means she leaves the kitchen when the microwave clicks on.
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137086
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At some point we all reach the end point/
of something. Something important/
if only to our fragile self esteem.
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137000
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We trade broken phrases of English, Arabic...
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137011
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He roared back at her, shaking his empty gun in his right hand, waving his left hand in the air. “I am George Burnett, esquire, late of Balliol College, Oxford! I am a hunter, a killer of pigs! I do not fear you, bear; take the pig and be content!”
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1370179
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let’s press our words into the clay/
in language so completely dead/
we have to re-imagine it.
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137020
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I couldn't think of anything that rhymed with "unibrow" except Tsing Tao, which is a brand of Chinese beer....
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137064
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your words that came crashing over me/
so cold the clear shock was like salt water
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1370169
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The blood is memorable/
as is the copper taste of that/
momentary certainty of lockjaw.
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137088
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the brain plays impish tricks/
and entertains itself with avant garde/
home movies
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137095
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"Possible candidates for reading to a crowd"
the subject line of the email to myself read.
You see, writing can be hard -
or writing can be easy.
But writing for a crowd you'll see is something else entirely.
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137085
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there's looks between the covers and shotguns in the drawer
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137032
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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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1370117
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You are a warm winter
Despite the presence of snow
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137063
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I looked down at Earth and imagined this porn star who’d asked for my help.
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1370126
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136953
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It's 2am. The wind is moving at speed, whipping gently the tree branches, and their leaves rustle simultaneously to create a audible sound, like hands flipping through sheets of paper, or that feeling you get on your fingertips when going across a textured surface. I'm…
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1369109
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My student assistant was a comely young woman. A freckle faced blonde. She was from Ohio.
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