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in a willow garden lush shade/drapes dark the young woman's small house/with the lone window, the white door . . .
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My mother gave her all to convince him to be a politician. My sister begged on bleeding knees for him to give her head. I just needed somebody to help me find things.
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Sometimes my poems escape. They crawl out through my Wi-Fi connection, I suspect.
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The floor dissolves beneath us, pierced by lasered/
glare of countless eye-beams.
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just before my break,/ he came on the line,/ old and slow with computers now/ but wanting a discount/ he'd been told he qualified for.
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A baseball bat a large pipe a hammer and axe
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At 11 pm, it is 87 degrees and I sit in front of the air conditioner, eating oatmeal. The oats aren't soft enough, but it is sugary and fills me. Outside, the city hovers at the edge of a brown out, people sweating hopelessly inside small boxes. In Utah, it was cold…
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We entered the castle at dawn. The dim light feebly illumined an array of antiques and medieval weapons. Bats dangled from the high vaulted ceiling, enfolded in membranous wings. What were once chandeliers radiating light were encrusted with webs and the ancient wax…
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I experience a presence when walking through the forest . . .
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We’re going to talk about our future like the Rick Dees Weekly Top 40. Like there are 40 great songs this week about our future.
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he wound up hating the woman he betrayed in his heart for betraying him in her body
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Consider this. Only a sentence ago we were complete strangers, oceans of time, distance and thought between us.
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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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Neither you nor I is old enough, of course,
to remember that America’s most
popular athlete once was a horse.
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Laurel's new bike is powder blue, with silver tassels on the handle bars. Jenny's mouth actually waters at the sight of it, as though it were a fresh loaf of bread or a perfect, juicy orange. “You can ride it if you want,” Laurel…
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Your father, his father, and his before that, your mother, her mother, and all the way back have kept a tradition by chance or by will to each have a baby (or several) until…
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Sorry, I think I was jotting and not writing. I see a dropped article that would clarify my interest. I purposely didn't describe my alcohol use. There, I just did.
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Jane knew what to do
when she heard murmurs in the ceiling,
knew what to do when she struck out on the moor.
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"Haven't you ever had some little thing you would rather everyone just left you alone about? I don't like to have my picture taken. Please don't ask me again."
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Dear Patricia, You look marvelous. You seem marvelous. You've added wonder to Oprah's life and that's no small feat. But, here's the thing. I was working on this short story about a relative trying to get in touch with O, one of thousands, except, this one, well this one…
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We trade broken phrases of English, Arabic...
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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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Compartments trickle together/
in light diffuse and unreliable./
Fortify yourself against the day.
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they flew down the slopes
with her holding on
for all she was worth
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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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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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