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That Orndoff! I'd like to shove that pipe of his up his arse.
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It worked for a short time and their next album, "The Hirsute Agenda" became an underdog success.
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Then I did the same to you, inhaling your scent which was one thing at your hairline and another at your collarbone.
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Sebastian and Janice had been a natural match. They sought to deny this at first because a recovery assistance program was not a place to forge intimate relationships. It worked out wonderfully in Hollywood, but Hollywood, as everyone knew, was just a facade. So…
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The floor dissolves beneath us, pierced by lasered/
glare of countless eye-beams.
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You are Day I am Night Let us Meet In the Afternoon And…
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Have you ever seen a body of words give birth to a paragraph? I won't lie. It's a little gross. But quite moving. First there is the biology of reproduction. A blackbird living in an electric guitar, for instance, and its inexplicable urge to mate with an elephant.…
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Stay tuned for my next short - Candle Smoke Wishes - COMING SOON ON A MONITOR NEAR YOU!!
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Maybe it takes as much fortitude
To forget
As it does
To remember.
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There are those people, stranded on the moon, just like us, but that's not necessarily what I'm looking for here (though). Panic plus negativity won't pull us any closer to freedom through the barbed-wire halls of traditional hate. And that means…
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Sometimes you have to go wild; you have just to go fucking nuts. You do.
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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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"I'm just going to
take a power nap!"
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Pen or sword? Pick one/choose your battles carefully/for the paths oppose
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Before the railroad tracks are blown off by the wind, the wall tiles morph to trace 34th Streetwhile a silver balloon emerges from the end of the tunnel. A child’s hand reaches out for the gleam and she, the woman in a black-dress with a mandarin collar,
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The year begins well here
with much needed rain
and tee-shirt temperatures.
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Come to the park and swing with me, sing with me.
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He draped the sheet over her body. Blood spotted the fabric, rose petals on snow.He left the pistol, but pocketed the first edition she'd signed. Part of his fee.In the park, he ditched the glasses, fake mustache, and anorak before making the call.The publisher called an…
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beckoning with citrus streaks blue cobbled streets/and stuccos lit with gold lamps guide strollers here/to Place du Forum in Arles and this café . . .
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It’s as she reaches into the fridge for the carton of half-and-half with the grainy waxy photo of the little girl—Last Seen 10/2/06—that the memory surfaces:
“Hey. That’s mine.”
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the last, best//
analgesic--/
guaranteed
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Speaking of stiff nipples, I heard you once wanted to become a painter, because of your fondness for nipples. Feeling like Gauguin and his little Polynesian women/girls, are we? So, you're going to try to out-paint God, are you, Mr. Sistine Chapel of the
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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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"It was one kiss. No tongue. What does that even mean?" Lindley tried to see Leah as any other patient, "What do you want it to mean?" "I don't know," Leah whined, tears welling, "something, maybe. You know I hate surprises." Her sister was not another…
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The increasingly furrowed lines on his forehead made her stomach clench.
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The dead want you to calm down.They are quite fine, and don't needyour post-mortem tears, the flowers and veils; their names mispronounced by preachers. None of your catechisms will do -- especiallyfor the children, who know them well and need no…
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No pain is private. How can it be?
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