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Mr. Sunrise

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To a tech-savvy millennial, the definition of progress is a hands-free blowjob, and the real number is not how many men you’ve been with but how many minutes you’ve made them wait.

A Bead Was Lost

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Breaking Point

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I can do the hot coals, no problem. Or, your love, eyes closed. Or your sneer, spank, suffering, resentment, rejection.

fealty

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just before my break,/ he came on the line,/ old and slow with computers now/ but wanting a discount/ he'd been told he qualified for.

Melons

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A baseball bat a large pipe a hammer and axe

Purpose

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I gave you two daughters. I gave you four grandchildren. I'm done.

Transport

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Ruth carries always a small bottle of nitroglycerin; and tissues, wads of tissues; two Tums (for calcium, she tells me)...

Before I Die

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...to know they are not alone

Her Man in the Navy Blues

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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

Cat Woman Sexy #9

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He kept saying how my old scars excited him to new truths

Old Friends Getting Older

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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.

Strange

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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

ANALOG

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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.

A Year and a Day Then

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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…

C-ing History

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Conjure calamity and calamity comes.

Trumping the Ground Zero Mosque

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My third Rule of Success—and I may not have these in exactly the right order–is always get a pre-nup!

Dancing With the Monster

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It comes to me at night, the monster. I don't even realize it's in the room until I hear it breathing behind me. It reaches out its hands and places them on my shoulders. Its fingers are furry and soft, but strong. They grasp the muscles on either side of my neck, and I…

missing item #7

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in her bedroom, opening night of his solo show she is snapping her nylons to center the seam stretching from her toes to where the line disappears into the hem of her dress.

children

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today on the bus/ a man in his fifties/ smiled at a baby/

Linear A

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let’s press our words into the clay/ in language so completely dead/ we have to re-imagine it.

Blue Baby

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they taught art

Rhapsody in the Rain

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so many bills to pay the list keeps shedding its skin like a snake

Burned

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They called him “Albert, the Human Armadillo,” and he was. Rows of hard scales ran down the course of his chest, and he was studied and biopsied by doctor after doctor. “Psoriasis,” they said. “Or, eczema.” They prescribed ointments and oils that left him

This Is Why

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Look at this castle: fashioned from the sturdiest sand, pages of my name

Perfect Lady

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The Tea Party member was married but cuter. He worked as a caulker, a tub and basin man.

Cold

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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.

Ben Clarone: Prologue Part 2

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This was not the bar that the artist usually frequented.

1980, What I Wanted

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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,…

This Time

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This time the mountain climber does not attain the summit.

The perfectly banal postcards...

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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.