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Fat Patty sniffs the delicate waft of peat and sidles over, proffering a grope in exchange for a few wet-lipped swigs. Hell yes.
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"The Chinese don't have no Mardy Grah, bitch."
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I want to tell you how the odor of the flowers/felt her funeral day
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Darkness was fast approaching. I stuck out my tongue at Naya, and she reached out as if to grab…
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His touch, even now, seemed to set off tremors inside her.
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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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Sometimes my poems escape. They crawl out through my Wi-Fi connection, I suspect.
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“Hi, I'm Mike, and I don't wanna work ... Wanna play foos?”
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On Tuesday, he wears his suit to the cafe. Of course they'll let him pay! Of course. Under the table, his wife accepts their wadded bills.
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Magdalena followed the receding tide, her tiny feet leaving no rumors in the hard sand. She gathered only the most beautiful shells and presented them to her waiting Abuela. Her grandmother told her that the only things that a woman truly owns are her dreams. She told her…
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Seeking your will, instead we found, somehow, a clutch of our own documents;
folded under a rubber band gone to rot,
muddy strands nestled in the creases.
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Rome and Carthage wage war as Hannibal crosses the Alps and invades Italy. With him, he brings an army of barbarian hordes hellbent on reducing Rome to ash. For one young Roman soldier, Gaius, he is trapped between his loyalties to the republic, and to hi
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What do I understand?
What have I mastered or come to terms with?
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The smell of garlic, soy, and onions/
exhausted from Skillman Wok/
perfumes December air.
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Cat summoned for jury duty in Boston
Wayward hawk loose inside Library of Congress finally caught
(God only knows what happened to the doves)
Vacaville roof collapse blamed on bird droppings
These are a few of my favorite things
Piano mysterio
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I experience a presence when walking through the forest . . .
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In his heyday, Burt Reynolds owned $100,000 worth of custom-made toupees.
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In the summer of 1963 I went to Philadelphia to study with a member of the Philadelphia Orchestra.
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He invited her in for a Martini and she graciously accepted.
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You left paint and blood smeared on the wall.
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Even the old medicine woman seemed to grin with a perverted sort of understanding when she opened the door to find Lys waiting outside. She was comfortable nowhere and ready to flee at any moment.
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You snore and the house is safe again.
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Frank kept looking over at Michiko’s loft.
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I used to be a poet, you know. /
Better, in many respects, than you.
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He wasn't sure if I was joking.
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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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