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So where does that leave me, Roscoe Loomis wondered, dismounting his silver, aluminum steed in his sweat-soaked, spandex outfit, and, clearing the saliva from his beard he walked over, checked and smiled, learning that the bike track's timing unit showed it was Roscoe's…
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134233
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He thought of his field trip from the previous year, of Prague’s museums, statues, squares, architecture, restaurants, and various modes of transport. The town offered none of these and surely no cinema, no crowds of people, not even an old church.
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134276
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Maybe it was a trick of the gloom.
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134232
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What do you want me to tell you about this next full moon cycle that you don't already intuitively seem to have touched upon in your latest bout of almost there dreams? It too will pass? That it is a totally different unfair animal from the repellent one already…
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134254
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134294
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happily fling Molotov cocktails//
against ICE agents in armored vehicles/
and sing the pain of their burning deaths/
as triumph against asininity.
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134273
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edge of wolf howls and howls past sunflowers and skeletons
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134211
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It's a haiku. It's its own snippet.
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134264
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You left paint and blood smeared on the wall.
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134285
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there's looks between the covers and shotguns in the drawer
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134221
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Only fragments of their lives survive, like broken Sapphos. I have known them, alleged killer of themselves for the love of a man., but we know this is an invention. The leader of a whole guild of girls, who wrote 7 books of poems. What happened to them
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134256
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at all altitudes and at all latitudes /
glaciers in furious melt: / both Greenland and Antarctica headed both /
to be ice-free isles adrift / and with shorter coastlines amidst higher seas.
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134211
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Suddenly the producer, Irving, tosses a new idea into the discussion, an idea for a possible film. Then the writer, Herbert, does the talking. He performs, in fact, puts on a one-man show. The idea! The idea! It's…
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134221
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"You don't need the gun," Dean said. "Bring me a bottle of peroxide and some duct tape."
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134221
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His touch, even now, seemed to set off tremors inside her.
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1342104
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Every day, a fresh new/
strain of Hell reveals itself
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134241
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That is the question,
not to be or not to be
Life, death, whether to be,
all that is superfluous
in the face of laughter
and how to achieve it
under extraordinary circumstances
like not drinking anymore
I’m afraid not all the alcoh
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134163
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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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134176
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I almost caught a poet today.
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134152
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134122
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'Like poems,’ I said
she paused and nodded
her black mop.
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134198
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Dressed as an English professor on Halloween
I escape the red devil and run downtown.
I go to the Art Car hangar
I dance, I swing my golden brown briefcase
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134187
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134111
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I am only ever
What you seem to be
Without the leverage
Of sweet reality
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1341139
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I was convinced that enemy bombers were on the way.
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134121
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Life to her had come to resemble one of those mazes you find in a puzzle book, inscrutable except by those with exceptional IQs. Mary would run her pencil down one path in search of the passage that might penetrate to the exit, then another, but the paths
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134154
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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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134122
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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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134186
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The drop is like a hangman's drop, an executioner's, but farther and longer, perhaps three or four seconds.
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134140
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One could count fifty moons hanging in the sky, in rows and columns of smaller skies.
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