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the sun is quiet like the mountains,
the birds except for their wings
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151183
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After oh so many hours
the eyes could only close
only to view a Ritz cracker
marching on a nose
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151186
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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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151187
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Pale like a tracing of a memory
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She put the Necco wafer on Sally's tongue."You can't be the priest, Emma" Sally said nearly choking on the hard, chalky disk."Then why you on yaw knees stupid?""You said to be prayin' and like in church, but you can't be doin' priest stuff. That's for…
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151130
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Maybe it might be best to, you know, have less frequent meetings.
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151151
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you'd do him more of a favor to kill him, than place upon him the burden of such an abrupt change in travel plans.
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151172
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This is what it is to feel yourself forget.
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151110
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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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151155
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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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THE BOOK YOU'LL NEVER READ CONTENTS This Is Not A Test In The Event Of A Nuclear Attack, This Message Will Be Followed By A Message From Your Local Civilian Defense Authority Fuck, The Radio Doesn't Work Trouble Shooting Radios The Top 40…
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151166
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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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151176
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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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151186
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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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151111
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- Never in pain and distance -
Frown on these moments,
With bitterness and vain
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151173
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At last, we learn if Blow has the cojones to fight.
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151100
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The purple sweater brought out the blue in her eyes. Fantastic eyes made of ice, she was a stunner, and she knew it. I met her at Slabtown
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151043
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Let me swim into your eyes. Let me show you my world. My album. My Albania. My albumen.
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1510146
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So many dreams I need to visit, though
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No excerpts for you. Next!
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HORDES OF MEN desolated, struck down, destroyed, sunken form of skin and skeleton, bare cloth matted to torso, bodycage and hipbone, face and neck darkened, bloating to black, rain the endless dream stuck fast in the stone-dead skull and blood a fine sheen over all,…
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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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151011
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Ten-year-old Bobby Akins learned that a shotgun shell struck on its brass end with a hammer can indeed take out the left eye of an eight-year-old brother observing the proceedings close by.
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151043
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Ey’, it’s where I followed him down
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151000
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Let me guess. You're reading this because it's dark or there's no surf or you're at work dreaming about surf or you're broken in some way that prevents you from surfing. If I'm right, you depraved little human, then you have come to the right place. Here we…
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151073
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I experience a presence when walking through the forest . . .
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151010
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"If you don't like it then leave!" Sally screamed.
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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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Everything is bound to change like / a damsel to the tracks.
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