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Words are looking ever so strange today
like a hole in space
a wind in a cloud
a face superimposed over a mountain
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Gossip Betty Martini divorces husbands when they least expect it. On a seeming whim, she pays a visit to dear Arnold, who keeps her papers handy in his top desk drawer. She initials here and there, signs with a…
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145721
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they flew down the slopes
with her holding on
for all she was worth
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145743
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The plane passes the runway, dips sharply, its shadow straight down below, too cold in the cabin, the sun hitting your arm like a machete below, it is 94, the humidity too, it has just rained for 3 days, it never rains this time of year......
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145743
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"You're no good at sex, no good at drugs and, god knows, no good at rock and roll."
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when i was five or six/ we lived in an apartment/ and every sunday/ i'd lie on the carpet/ to watch squares of sunshine/ crawl across the rug/ while my mother inflicted upon us/ a centuries-long hour of television/ worse than any droning mass.
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145612
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In today’s print-on-demand and digital world, there are unlimited avenues for aspiring writers to circulate their work, but deregulation and limitlessness often leads to chaos. Writers are more inclined to release unpolished work that fails to rise to the
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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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1456109
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My student assistant was a comely young woman. A freckle faced blonde. She was from Ohio.
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At 11 pm, it is 87 degrees and I sit in front of the air conditioner, eating oatmeal. The oats aren't soft enough, but it is sugary and fills me. Outside, the city hovers at the edge of a brown out, people sweating hopelessly inside small boxes. In Utah, it was cold…
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Neither of us thought of real winning. We set about brilliant losing, dark angel forms of luck and greed, the desire, the craving, the need to lose so strenuous that one wins; we tied at thirteen.
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Cultivate your vaginal tears
at the gates of Thigh and Holy.
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145611
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A mundane endeavor depicted as a quest. Try it, you'll like it!
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1456124
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It will always be this way/ won’t it, she said.
Me insecure, you unfaithful
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145673
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Sometimes you have to go wild; you have just to go fucking nuts. You do.
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145652
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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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The shirts hanging by the back veranda serve as our memorial to them.
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It is with great sadness I announce the passing of Ann Bogle on February 28, 2023 after a brief illness. Ann was longtime contributor and editor of these pages and a champion of small press and emerging writers.I knew Ann since the late 1970's when she was an undergraduate…
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Blankets were always her undoing.
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I wonder if she is my real mother, if I could get one of those paternity tests and find out if she’s my real mother and if the guy she told me was my father was really my father. I can’t remember him very well, just a lot of him screaming and hollering an
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I advertised in the local paper for a model.
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145611
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Andrew had learned the art of being a chameleon at school where his school uniform provided an exoskeleton. Beneath was no costume, just the fragile skin of adolescent ego.
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the last, best//
analgesic--/
guaranteed
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1455115
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The smell of garlic, soy, and onions/
exhausted from Skillman Wok/
perfumes December air.
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She is alone in the ocean
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sprang straight up to their full galloping heights roaming over your hills like constantly shifting eyes, your strange approximated illuminating hair like ghosts giving birth to a tender smell of green sea foam. This was all I saw, but it was quite…
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