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Wicklow sat in the handicapped stall, pants down and straining, fed up to here with a world in which he couldn’t even take a decent crap.
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135744
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So for now, let the snow fall, but
let it fall gently,
each flake as a soft piano note
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135787
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He invited her in for a Martini and she graciously accepted.
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135764
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You left paint and blood smeared on the wall.
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135740
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One could count fifty moons hanging in the sky, in rows and columns of smaller skies.
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135732
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Mother told me that I would go to the moon. But she did not tell me that on Diwali night, the moon hid himself on the other side of the sky.
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135721
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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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135765
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I found a diseased fish / wedged between some boulders near the pier
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Every day, a fresh new/
strain of Hell reveals itself
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135711
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I still picture her waving her bare arms and hands into the purple bellied clouds above the trees, her crooked smile, the spiraling silver maple seeds cascading soft circles around her determined reach, as though the very tree limbs shaping the sky above
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All these poets with their wrinkled hands full of freshly poured over poems are driving me into the dried wheat fields like a black block of crows. Offering a collectable cigarette, they light the damned thing with another hand-rolled poem,…
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135600
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On these days, while Momma counts the money, we go to Blockbuster where we can pick a movie each, play on the playground at McDonalds, lick tall ice cream cones.
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135654
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. . . how a body calls
in the dark. . .
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135632
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The were two things and two things only in the town of Comfort, Alabama, that were older than Bella.
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Someone's ass should be kicked.
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135632
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A young boy, breathing heavily from running, stopped at her feet, barely able to speak,
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135654
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In his heyday, Burt Reynolds owned $100,000 worth of custom-made toupees.
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135655
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In an authentic Irish pub in Las Vegas where over much crowd noise the three of us are discussing Yeats, Joyce and Lady Gregory. We’re in an Irish pub after all, plus the fact we’re literature profs attending a Vegas academic conference.
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135654
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Look at this castle: fashioned from the sturdiest sand, pages of my name
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135651
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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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I told her I didn't love her. She said love wasn't important; she wanted to marry a man she could respect.
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135642
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Last night we slept with books in the bed.
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135655
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where will we be/ when it happens?
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135611
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Where the skin had grazed, shredded by the coarse gravel to form scabs, fascinated Jack. It reminded him of his youth and his own grazes, scratches and stitches. As a boy he imagined scabs were rough foundations of igneous rock, blood like lava pouring th
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They make you work
For your pizza in Italy
You have to slice it yourself
While wearing a gas mask
To ward off the cigarette smoke
From every neighboring table
While chasing away the
Mosquitos and the pigeons
The flies and the gypsy r
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the last, best//
analgesic--/
guaranteed
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135521
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In the ’70′s, Bigfoot was romantically linked with Farrah Fawcett, spotted in an Arkansas 7-11 with Elvis, and tabbed the front-runner to be Secretary of the Interior had Gerald Ford defeated Jimmy Carter.
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I gave you two daughters.
I gave you four grandchildren.
I'm done.
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