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This time the bag's bigger/than the boy and the door.
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141342
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Blankets were always her undoing.
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141354
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Last night as a duration spent hovering in electronic media-space.
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1413105
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I like it best when I wake up
And the wild rain of dreaming ends.
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141254
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still curious of the taste of eggs
finally licking my plate
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141252
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Once there was a man who wrote in code. He was comfortable among substitutions
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141232
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today on the bus/ a man in his fifties/ smiled at a baby/
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141252
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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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141200
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This was the anniversary of the chairs. He would celebrate tonight for the chairs, and the chairs would welcome him.
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1412115
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The smell of garlic, soy, and onions/
exhausted from Skillman Wok/
perfumes December air.
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141298
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Dressed as an English professor on Halloween
I escape the red devil and run downtown.
I go to the Art Car hangar
I dance, I swing my golden brown briefcase
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141263
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Some people are born that way, and some people do things to themselves
that keep them from talking. Like opening up a soda bottle with your mouth.
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14121312
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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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1412124
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It will always be this way/ won’t it, she said.
Me insecure, you unfaithful
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14121510
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in which a man who is bored with years of retirement poses a threat to himself and others
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141240
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There are songs I know to not listen to when I am alone.
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141210
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"Maybe…" he began searching for some comforting wisdom. "Maybe it's like this. Husbands live for their wives. Mothers live for their children. And children...well...until they're husbands or wives, they live for themselves."
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141231
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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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141263
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My father seems anxious about my gender orientation. I grew up looking like a boy, acting like a boy. He bought dresses and girly stuff for me but he avoided making an issue of it until recently.
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141262
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We’re going to talk about our future like the Rick Dees Weekly Top 40. Like there are 40 great songs this week about our future.
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141200
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I play in the dirt with cattle bones
while Mother rattles the sky.
She tells me I have my fathers eyes.
The words come through bloody fissures in her lips.
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14121711
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...when they entered eager lungs hungry from deep and sweaty love
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141211
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Pen or sword? Pick one/choose your battles carefully/for the paths oppose
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141220
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Look at this castle: fashioned from the sturdiest sand, pages of my name
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141242
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He brought me flowers once, three wilted carnations I put in water, though the sight of them made me uneasy. He brought me pictures once, too, of three sisters—ten, twelve, fourteen—straddling dirt bikes. He touched my shoulder once, as I edited pictures …
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141211
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It matters little who thought of it first, what mattered was the schism. Or, to be more accurate, those on the opposite sides of the schism. And, of course, you are a part of this, dear reader. You are of one side or the other.
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141200
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Osama couldn’t see any reason he shouldn’t retire. No way he could top BP Oil in the Gulf or Pacific Gas & Electric in San Bruno.
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141197
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Sex is a fetish war --
a battle of trinkets of desire
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141175
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I learned how to fall in love, in one hour, watching The Waltons. John Boy fell in love with Jenny. Jenny fell in love with John Boy. It taught me the right way to fall in love. It taught me the right way to let love go. I was 12 years old. It was a lesson I…
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141131
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Esmée sat alone at a table on the terrace at Marina Jack’s in Sarasota. She had been there ten minutes and no waitress had approached her.
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