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Everything was cool until she used the phrase, "five million dollar home."
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116176
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Whistler pounded a nuanced nail,
into our inferior foreheads.
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116120
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Before Plasma screen TV Futon Underwear (brief style) piled on kitchen chair Unopened mail from funeral parlour Water in the sink coloured orange with grease Desktop computer (flying toasters screen saver) Cigarette butts floating…
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116100
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I figure maybe I’m mostly alone; they are all running down staircases or falling down fire escapes, some of them naked, some of them with towels, mostly probably naked though.
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116144
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The young boy woke to the sound of laughter. He blinked himself out of deep sleep and allowed…
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116185
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Elaine and Francesco exited the taxi in front of Elaine Aster Gallery.
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116186
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116142
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A walled city doesn’t let you out any more easily that it has let you in earlier.
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116100
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Bruce Springsteen begins singing from the loud speaker he was bruised and battered and couldn’t tell what he felt.
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116157
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It is claimed we choose/
conditions of our servitude.
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116163
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“I guess I'm enchanted,” I'd written on another occasion.
“Then why don't you ride out here and save me? Is your horse lame or something? Maybe you could just kill me and make us both happy.”
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116131
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ghosts of the previous owners who leave a trail of whispers
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116143
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They divided over worthless gain, while I came too late for the battle.
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116164
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His beloved are paper-thin when he blows into the free end. Green tint from copper.
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116100
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In the state that the stars fell on,
Love and I stumbled upon bits of God
where he forgot sky and moon, too.
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1161165
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Hey, Y'all! Like I told y'all, I checked myself into this what you call a “ facebook Rehab Clinic” up here just about 40 miles outside of Kalispell, Montana in a little town called Gulag. I quit MySpace and that got me a reduced rate. Things are…
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1161139
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The line weights are spot on/
and the snap of lines is textbook/
for a discipline that died with AutoCad
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116110
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1161118
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116183
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The particles of dust didn't want to be looked at
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116150
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You wouldn’t believe an organ the size of a heart could scream like a nine-year-old sissy girl but mine did.
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116110
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One day over a hardscrabble dinner of gristly beef and lumpy mashed potatoes, his uncle looked up at him and said, “Kee-rist, boy, school’s gonna start any day now. And winter ain’t far behind. I can’t keep you here. We gotta figure out something for you.
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116164
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I woke up to the humming
of an empty space in the shape of a sweatshirt,
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116121
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She continued to cooperate with a city council agenda dominated by globalized privatization
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1161103
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Often I eat lunch at the hospital. The cafeteria may be the best place to eat in town.
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116141
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That is the question,
not to be or not to be
Life, death, whether to be,
all that is superfluous
in the face of laughter
and how to achieve it
under extraordinary circumstances
like not drinking anymore
I’m afraid not all the alcoh
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116032
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I used to be a poet, you know. /
Better, in many respects, than you.
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116010
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A tanka poem inspired by the 40 million debit card numbers stolen from Target stores since Black Friday last month.
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1160109
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My student assistant was a comely young woman. A freckle faced blonde. She was from Ohio.
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116066
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Devoid of flesh and muscle,
Composed of bone and air.
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