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My father owned a penny arcade. I worked for him every summer all during my youth. My job was to hand green tickets to customers who achieved a certain score on Skee-Ball or shuffleboard. The coupons could be redeemed for merchandise which we had on display on…
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154432
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My pain is a black pearl hidden in a clean shell.
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154400
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He then spent his walk home to his single apartment spitting up various textures of red, combinations of cherry and blood mostly.
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154498
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6. to register for the draft
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154486
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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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154430
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Maybe it might be best to, you know, have less frequent meetings.
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let’s press our words into the clay/
in language so completely dead/
we have to re-imagine it.
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154421
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—Can you handle a threesome? said Isabella.
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154410
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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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154486
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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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When Lois finally found him down there, Johnny was wedged between a large rock and the trunk of an old, long since fallen, cottonwood tree. She said as she got to him, she heard his gurgling breath, fighting fiercely to stay alive. When she saw the deep, gathering, red…
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"...,beautiful, yet neutral, an oversimplistic reading of the people we meet."
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154400
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Cooking dinner for one in a city that isn’t my home. A beautiful city that I’m slowly losing interest in, just as I become a local. In a tiny apartment set in the most realistic part of town, I’ve turned the music up loud to drown out my thoughts.
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...bush tail beside him his closest comfort next to the genes...
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154311
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Every day, I write myself further away
From the East
Where we began
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154321
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Just an abnormal visit to the post office.
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154331
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Once you descend, the third rail/
hums its invitation
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1543108
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One day, my feet and hands got into an argument. My feet argued that they were superior because they were not only the foundation of my body, but the cause of its mobility. They were modest in size, yet supported and transported an entire body that towered over them.…
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154300
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A dark and mysterious account of an ancient traveler seeking arcane literature, and the miserable results to him after he receives what he sought.
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In that time when the trunk was getting cleared out and when it became only the empty shell of what had once been so important, many things hit the match. She burned an old black negligee, a picture competing with the likes of a Vargas girl and other thin
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The marble, it's just there.
I can't explain
how it got there
(or when),
all I know
is that everything
is in that marble.
By "everything,"
I mean every
thing. Your breakfast?
It's there.
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154332
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A young boy, breathing heavily from running, stopped at her feet, barely able to speak,
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154300
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Holding a bouquet of flowers wrapped in a tissue in one hand, a round shape that balances the round yellow burst of light that is her dress. While the flesh of her chest bulges forward and she balances as though in a holding pattern in flight.
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154342
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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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154331
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'Every raindrop sounds different.' says Barney. He's bouncing along beside his mother, twisting in her hand like warm milk. She looks down at his Big Bear hat and tugs. They wait together at the edge of the busy road. 'How do they sound?' 'Zzzing.…
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154351
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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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Downtown Milwaukee My feet are exposed, never been out in public even out here— …
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If they are all speaking medicine & I / start speaking French - how / rude am I? Would they understand then / what it is to be entirely left out / of the conversation, unseen?
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Joe's, always smelling of cherry chapstick or the breeze that comes up from subway grates, used to service some of the finest dupes in town.
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