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Ascension of the Conquistador

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One of Montejo's cap­tains has us drilling in the rain again. The sun hasn't shone for days and the air is sti­fling, like try­ing to breath under water. Every­thing looks gray except the palms. Each green leaf droops in the rain like a…

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…

One Sick, Two Sick, Red Sick, Blue Sick

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I found a diseased fish / wedged between some boulders near the pier

February 2012 Denver, COLORADO

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"You don't need the gun," Dean said. "Bring me a bottle of peroxide and some duct tape."

Citadel

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Last night we slept with books in the bed.

55 words #5

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"...,beautiful, yet neutral, an oversimplistic reading of the people we meet."

FWA (Fiction Writers Anonymous)

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Sebastian and Janice had been a natural match. They sought to deny this at first because a recovery assistance program was not a place to forge intimate relationships. It worked out wonderfully in Hollywood, but Hollywood, as everyone knew, was just a facade. So…

In Brief

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I can admire Falling Water and find Mr. Wright a complete shit.

Threshold

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He wasn't sure if I was joking.

Remedy

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the last, best// analgesic--/ guaranteed

Books

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'Like poems,’ I said she paused and nodded her black mop.

M. Nerveux Chronicles: Toad Suffers a Bad Business

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Herr Toad smokin'

Getting By

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The were two things and two things only in the town of Comfort, Alabama, that were older than Bella.

The Leap To When

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to pay dues to the calendar year / when a day breaks in quartertime / the stars account for halftone

Mon in the forest: a fragment

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Mon wakes up surrounded by trees. The light is grey, the trunks black.How long have I slept? he wonders.He doesn't know which way to walk. In every direction, the same prospect of trees. He looks up at a blank sky. No sign even of the sun.***He starts walking. Slowly,…

The Continuous Yearning of Walter Rush

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Every morning when he wakes, he lies in bed and waits for one of his toes to twitch or spasm; the moment he feels one of them thrust forward, he gains courage to test his legs. He grimaces either way: one more day of walking, one more day until loss, one more trip to the…

The Tale Of Lys

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Even the old medicine woman seemed to grin with a perverted sort of understanding when she opened the door to find Lys waiting outside. She was comfortable nowhere and ready to flee at any moment.

Meaning of Life # 18

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To hell with the moon!

Wounds

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Every day, a fresh new/ strain of Hell reveals itself

Brasita de Fuego

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I still picture her waving her bare arms and hands into the purple bellied clouds above the trees, her crooked smile, the spiraling silver maple seeds cascading soft circles around her determined reach, as though the very tree limbs shaping the sky above

Aftermath

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Oh sweet, sweet morning light

Isn't It Funny How Some People Don't Think They're Contemptibly Stupid?

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1940 What I Wanted

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But this ache wouldn't leave me.

Fifteen

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“We could dooble date,” he said.

Carnival Beach

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Galloping people, tangled in ballets of hot love, weaving in and out, making a canvas of it.

This Time

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This time the mountain climber does not attain the summit.

All These Poets

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All these poets with their wrinkled hands full of freshly poured over poems are driving me into the dried wheat fields like a black block of crows. Offering a collectable cigarette, they light the damned thing with another hand-rolled poem,…

Dark-Thirty

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The smell of garlic, soy, and onions/ exhausted from Skillman Wok/ perfumes December air.

Bunker

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Dressed as an English professor on Halloween I escape the red devil and run downtown. I go to the Art Car hangar I dance, I swing my golden brown briefcase

Vesper

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. . . how a body calls in the dark. . .