1163 9 10
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Fine gradations of the fractional/
fissure the eggshell whole we crave
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116332
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Sirens wake me, screaming warnings in the dark.
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116300
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...Loves and fights and retires; / And dies.
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11631810
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The one thing I believe in is collapse./
Abandoned buildings collapse. Civilizations//
collapse. Financial bubbles collapse./
Stars and galaxies collapse. Falling//
is something that comes quite naturally/
to puffed up things.
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116333
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This is a warrant for your arrest.
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116364
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I woke up to the humming
of an empty space in the shape of a sweatshirt,
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116321
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She continued to cooperate with a city council agenda dominated by globalized privatization
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116321
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“There’s enough food to last here a week.” Ferdinand assured, as a dingy wooden cabin came into view. They were on foot now. He’d insisted on forcing the car into a ravine, using a heavy rock and the last of the gasoline to drive it into a heap of rusted
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1163103
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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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116343
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116200
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Long ago, this painter Brussegem had hung the dark mantle of Outcast Artist” over his shoulders—and over his life, he formed a strict philosophy—Art and Only Art—and protected his solitude and artistry with all his moody might,....
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116244
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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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116265
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We were offered mannequins that had pubic hair that grew and swirled, and could visit like a pet, and sit in your lap
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116285
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Elaine and Francesco exited the taxi in front of Elaine Aster Gallery.
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116256
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In my day, you could buy a polythene bag of cigarette butts for 5p. And everyone had a proper haircut.In my day, plumbers gave free vasectomies whilst reciting patriotic poems. And all the buses were red.In my day, there was always more than enough sex to go round, with…
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116286
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116232
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...he was suddenly and hazily relieved that he had something in Persepolis and blue agave plants to talk to her about.
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116264
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His beloved are paper-thin when he blows into the free end. Green tint from copper.
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1162165
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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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116232
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In the backyard with Joey, I make the mistake of answering him honestly when he asks what the gray brick in the dirt is for. “My parakeet is buried there,” I say. And he asks, “can we dig it up?”Joey's grandma lives down the street; he comes over…
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116244
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Bud Light, B. O.
and Freeloader Heaven,
they step onto the
back of the bus without a cent
We pass by the Karma Wash
but no one gets off the bus
We pass by the
Endless Soup and Salad Kitchen
where we witness a crowd
swarming over a ch
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116210
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"If you don't like it then leave!" Sally screamed.
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116283
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The particles of dust didn't want to be looked at
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116252
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It's morning, and the cold black hull of branches sets my resting pier, Amid this drizzle, underneath the poignant pain of birches, wrecked By floods of midyear grieving; wraithlike, Dawn's been becked To paint in shafts of faded rose that shades the fen…
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116284
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—Well, are you having an affair with Jack Mahler?
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116220
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Until millennia have passed and the world is dug up
For future historians to ponder
And through their meticulous disassembling of dirt
They will find my book.
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116222
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a name is what you are, and a name is a wall between. one day let me be earth, so you may be allowed to say you love me. for now i am separate. i'm afraid that's how i will die, and …
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116210
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And so the man-faced boy grew alone, knowing little of kindness and love. As he grew, he explored the limits of his cold world; crawling in dusty nappies, toddling in hand-me-down rags, at last walking on worn sandals, haunting the edges of human life loo
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116294
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soft voices singing somewhere in the black back of
rising tensions crashing with the waves...
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1161109
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My student assistant was a comely young woman. A freckle faced blonde. She was from Ohio.
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