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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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You left paint and blood smeared on the wall.
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Some fiftysomething woman with a small dog in her arms was waiting for him, backstage. Security hadn't succeeded in restraining her. Strange.
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I leapt up to retaliate when the clang of a distant door quieted my retesance. Shit, why am I so popular? I guess it was my turn to be thrown around like the guy in the Hotdog suit on the corner... Don't shoot the "Hotdog" guy... Please, please don't
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Sex is a fetish war --
a battle of trinkets of desire
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the last, best//
analgesic--/
guaranteed
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This time the mountain climber does not attain the summit.
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Stay tuned for my next short - Candle Smoke Wishes - COMING SOON ON A MONITOR NEAR YOU!!
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No excerpts for you. Next!
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i saw a sign and it read A PERSON THAT IS MEAN TO THE WAITER IS A MEAN PERSON i thought of you with your high cheekbones, the sense of entitlement unparalleled, the superiority complex that hid much you had a gig and it had probably…
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Maybe it might be best to, you know, have less frequent meetings.
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Monday will come soon enough to get/
what needs to be done, done.
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Years ago, I was involved in a freakish tragedy so startling and heartbreaking that it made the front page of not only my local newspaper, but “People” and “The National Enquirer.” I'm not going to tell you anything about it. This means that…
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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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He invited her in for a Martini and she graciously accepted.
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Rises monstrous out of the Baltoro GlacierPlaying poker with oxygen levelsPlays leap frog with embolisms.Malice and vanity join forces somurder guns the air even beforethe Death Zone. Down suits, bold and cockyregisters the climber's ambitions. The Serac , a…
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I attended the burial of our affair when I found the notebook-maybe it should be called her diary-she had foolishly forgotten, leaving it on the deck of my beach house where she stayed while I was on that short trip to Chicago and I was numbed at first, unsure how to…
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To a tech-savvy millennial, the definition of progress is a hands-free blowjob, and the real number is not how many men you’ve been with but how many minutes you’ve made them wait.
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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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Sometimes my poems escape. They crawl out through my Wi-Fi connection, I suspect.
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I used to be a poet, you know. /
Better, in many respects, than you.
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an engine stalls out
in the parking lot
the driver
tears her skirt
coming through the door
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sentinels in a frost-blackened field
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The spectacle of weather/
on the prairies approaches.
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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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your light is gonna
last me
through the week
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We talk of his time in the jungle.
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But the profligate are blameless now
Those who conflate sex and love the way
dumber animals mistake heat for light
have moved freely back to some primal zone
where if I’m felt to be contradictory to the
surroundings it’s because I wanted t
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It will always be this way/ won’t it, she said.
Me insecure, you unfaithful
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