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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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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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Maybe it might be best to, you know, have less frequent meetings.
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I experience a presence when walking through the forest . . .
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ghosts of the previous owners who leave a trail of whispers
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the lightning horse you never mounted in your inherited dream~wetter than the oceans you never traversed~will you ever ride pure abandon?
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"The Chinese don't have no Mardy Grah, bitch."
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You left paint and blood smeared on the wall.
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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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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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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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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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What do I understand?
What have I mastered or come to terms with?
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The spectacle of weather/
on the prairies approaches.
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people keep trying to get me/ "out of the house"./ they see fun in me, and cool in me,/ and want to spend time with me,/ and i am flattered most sincerely./
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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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Soon the world is on film that is burning.
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Maybe it was a trick of the gloom.
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Mon wakes up surrounded by trees. The light is grey, the trunks black.How long have I slept? he wonders.He doesn't know which way to walk. In every direction, the same prospect of trees. He looks up at a blank sky. No sign even of the sun.***He starts walking. Slowly,…
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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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There are certain items in the sink that are giving me an anxious feeling in my stomach.
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