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Or, do my own red flags counter balance his. My back and forth, my restlessness, my one foot out the door, my ‘once a leaver… always a leaver’, my pitter patter for a former flame... peppered with my transgressions, my mistakes. Or, worse, the way I have
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151900
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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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151955
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While watching the ever-present crowds
passing by on my insides, I noticed,
by accident, a man smiling
who might have been me, not sure.
Maybe I’m eating soap
for the first time, because I am
either frothing or foaming
at the mouth.
An
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151931
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We all know that sometimes miracles happen and sometimes they don't. Some days are good and some days go by slowly as the fatigue sets in and he realizes that he is fighting cancer.
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151944
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we were traveling on wasn't necessarily going to go careening over any hill as fast as it was smashing into the blunt end of another cloudless hole like a cartoon cat chasing a cartoon mouse. It was huge like a stone wall that had its own…
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151986
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Removing the deeply embedded jack-blade frommy naked side, like any slicked-upsplinter, was just a bit jarring on the first bite, on first try, I must admit. I freelydo so now to your frozen-over faces. You made your…
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151911
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- Never in pain and distance -
Frown on these moments,
With bitterness and vain
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151933
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151966
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Then I did the same to you, inhaling your scent which was one thing at your hairline and another at your collarbone.
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151922
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“The window is a much better place to read,” she said.I wasn't aware she was talking to me, at first. In my typical manner, I was thinking about far off possibilities and realities completely detached from my own. Yet, here she was, a far off…
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151811
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Every day, I write myself further away
From the East
Where we began
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151821
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Just an abnormal visit to the post office.
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151843
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Philosophy: a muscular exercise of throat, jaw, tongue, and brain.
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151821
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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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151821
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The kitchen is full of old girlfriends. I avoid them. They are munching on cheddar and sharing stories I'm sure I don't want to hear.
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151821
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I want the luxury of hearing other people who disagree with me tell me why I’m an asshole!
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151852
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151844
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On a street-lit night in Jeddah.
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151800
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When we saw the window, we were impressed. It was so clean and transparent that it reminded us of a new pair of glasses, everything so crisp and clear through it. It looked on to nothing. Actually it looked on to the refridgerators and a few stoves, though most of the…
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151886
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At some point we all reach the end point/
of something. Something important/
if only to our fragile self esteem.
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151830
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Maybe it might be best to, you know, have less frequent meetings.
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151866
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I'll still want the blinds open
and the lights on,
to see the papier-mache of our flesh
fighting death away to the century mark,
even if you only want to live until
a ripe eighty-two.
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151802
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We’d told her that Kasey waitressed. We talked about it a lot, trying to figure something out. I wanted to be honest with her. Kasey said she was too young to understand. I said that was why honesty wouldn’t hurt anything. Kasey said what about later.
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15181413
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Frenchie hustled waffle irons.
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151844
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Lying on a high seat in the south study, this is what I see:
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151810
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It's saying, "It feels as if you've given me your old, your tired and your poor. I feel much older than the years you've logged."
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151850
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"The Chinese don't have no Mardy Grah, bitch."
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151876
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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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151871
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15181814
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His eyes are wide then narrow and brown. Hers are gray then they look away, toward the back door where a delivery driver has walked in, carrying a tray. Nothing is going to happen today.
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