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The rain is filling up my shoes,
I can’t see
through my glasses,
Rain all inside me.
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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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After oh so many hours
the eyes could only close
only to view a Ritz cracker
marching on a nose
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It's as if the house knew I was relinquishing my hold on it.
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But she didn't. It would have been no historical anomaly if she had, by the way. She played with the world like it was a toy. Sometimes I wondered if I'd wake up in a box, a victim of live internment, and scream only to be humiliated later by her laughter
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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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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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you tell
a stranger's story...
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"If you don't like it then leave!" Sally screamed.
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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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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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This time the bag's bigger/than the boy and the door.
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Sit down at night and stare into the fire. Consider if Cupid is just another liar.
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Anatoly Gringovitch sat in the police car returning him to the Opera House.
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Roanne, just out of jail, went to cop. That is, she went to beg fat little Freddy the dopeman to front her once more. She'd have to fuck Freddy, of course, but, well, maybe he'd wait until after this time. Likely not…
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I dream about the boy in The Neverending Story, the gate of mirrors, and the Nothing, a dark cloud that floats in the sky, takes away everything.
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On a street-lit night in Jeddah.
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Maybe it takes as much fortitude
To forget
As it does
To remember.
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There are stranded people just like us, that's Not necessarily what I'm looking for. Negativity won't pull us through the Barbed-wire halls of hate. And even if I Was the only one, I wouldn't want you To look any different in the mirror. I'm older …
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Compartments trickle together/
in light diffuse and unreliable./
Fortify yourself against the day.
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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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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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The year begins well here
with much needed rain
and tee-shirt temperatures.
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My mother gave her all to convince him to be a politician. My sister begged on bleeding knees for him to give her head. I just needed somebody to help me find things.
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Q:What made you want to be a person who rides a train?
A:As soon as I learned there was such a thing, I wanted to be one.
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—Strip down to your shorts. Put on this gown, open to the rear.
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Reading at Menlo Park Senior Center,
old people falling asleep leaning to the left in their chairs,
all in the same direction.
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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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Just an abnormal visit to the post office.
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