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I can do the hot coals, no problem.
Or, your love, eyes closed.
Or your sneer, spank,
suffering, resentment, rejection.
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143153
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“There is a fine line between love and hatred.” This was what his closest friend, Bob Sanders, had said to him many years ago. And it had finally and irrevocably proven to be so.
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143051
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“There are so few uses for Crisco, that to keep it in the house seems an unnecessary temptation,” said my health teacher.
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In the next week or two, the red oak/
will loose and lose its leaves
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today on the bus/ a man in his fifties/ smiled at a baby/
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143063
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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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He kept
saying how my old scars
excited him to new truths
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and, once in a rare while,/
actual pearls.
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143063
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so many bills to pay
the list keeps shedding its skin like a snake
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1430103
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Words are looking ever so strange today
like a hole in space
a wind in a cloud
a face superimposed over a mountain
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143010
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Wile E. Coyote? A junkie strung out on bunk dope.
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143062
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We’re going to talk about our future like the Rick Dees Weekly Top 40. Like there are 40 great songs this week about our future.
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143073
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Shit, I guess I'm gonna hafta
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143021
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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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143000
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I felt the most afraid I’ve ever felt in my life, like all the unknowns in the universe were rushing through me at once.
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143031
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She's an obese woman whose clothes don't fit: shirts that ride up too high her belly hanging out her pants suctioned to her strangely pegged legs. Her ballooned cheeks are always chapped pink her lips little slivers peeled back over small beige teeth like…
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1429105
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an engine stalls out
in the parking lot
the driver
tears her skirt
coming through the door
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142952
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Not to...Witness such sufferingWatch as a life fades awayReceive the callAttend this funeralBe surrounded by well meaning family and friendsStand by helplessly as my father sobs in his brother's armsNotice the pain settle in my brother's eyesSee my grandparents' tortured,…
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1429107
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This time the mountain climber does not attain the summit.
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142911
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1. On the morning of her eighteenth birthday, Eve woke to find herself transformed into a gigantic chess piece made of zeros and ones.2. Eve gazed so long at her smartphone that she found herself falling into it.3. She fell for a time that may have been short or long or…
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142921
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I don't know what I'd expected from the week of mourning after my mother died but I sure hadn't pictured this marathon cocktail party. Our house is packed with people, food, booze and borrowed chairs. People I haven't seen in years keep turning up with casseroles.I'm…
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142985
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Love me like a crutch
Love me when I'm strong
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142900
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I should have never gotten involved in such a huge lie. I was a poet, for God's sake, not a novelist. I wasn't used to lying.
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142942
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i saw a sign and it read A PERSON THAT IS MEAN TO THE WAITER IS A MEAN PERSON i thought of you with your high cheekbones, the sense of entitlement unparalleled, the superiority complex that hid much you had a gig and it had probably…
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142921
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...to know they are not alone
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142930
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Maybe it might be best to, you know, have less frequent meetings.
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142900
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Behind the bellicose façade lay a soft, compassionate soul. He sat within a swirl of rosy twilight hues, buoyed by the gently creeping tide. A dark wall approached and he mechanically spun and began stroking into the glassy canvas of light and ocean that lay between him…
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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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I just amuse myself by buying old guns and refurbishing them in my basement as I listen to old Bohemian polkas on cassettes.
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