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It's as if the house knew I was relinquishing my hold on it.
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Maybe it might be best to, you know, have less frequent meetings.
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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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the vigilance that informs a parent's every hour had momentarily lapsed
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This time the bag's bigger/than the boy and the door.
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I didn't feel when you cut out my spine I'd been throwing up all night couldn't even smell the rust …
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Darkness was fast approaching. I stuck out my tongue at Naya, and she reached out as if to grab…
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I attended the burial of our affair when I found the notebook-maybe it should be called her diary-she had foolishly forgotten, leaving it on the deck of my beach house where she stayed while I was on that short trip to Chicago and I was numbed at first, unsure how to…
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Now it's late. I am hanging upside down from a rope coiled around my crushed left ankle, the pain too sharp to be really felt, as the excess blood to my head makes my thoughts fuzzy. I am almost two meters from the rock face, thirty-five hundred meters above sea-level, the…
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Downtown Milwaukee My feet are exposed, never been out in public even out here— …
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When Lois finally found him down there, Johnny was wedged between a large rock and the trunk of an old, long since fallen, cottonwood tree. She said as she got to him, she heard his gurgling breath, fighting fiercely to stay alive. When she saw the deep, gathering, red…
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"...,beautiful, yet neutral, an oversimplistic reading of the people we meet."
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where will we be/ when it happens?
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OhYou like quiet nights in?I do tooBut we might not get alongbecauseOnly part of youwants silence
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Once you descend, the third rail/
hums its invitation
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he who laughs last is probably a dumbass fuck
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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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It is your music that makes me want to crack open my ribcage and rip out my heart as it still beats, to cauterize my carotids, and shove the mechanical insides of a clock into my thoracic cavity.
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There are songs I know to not listen to when I am alone.
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My father seems anxious about my gender orientation. I grew up looking like a boy, acting like a boy. He bought dresses and girly stuff for me but he avoided making an issue of it until recently.
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Compartments trickle together/
in light diffuse and unreliable./
Fortify yourself against the day.
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"The Chinese don't have no Mardy Grah, bitch."
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We all know that sometimes miracles happen and sometimes they don't. Some days are good and some days go by slowly as the fatigue sets in and he realizes that he is fighting cancer.
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He brought me flowers once, three wilted carnations I put in water, though the sight of them made me uneasy. He brought me pictures once, too, of three sisters—ten, twelve, fourteen—straddling dirt bikes. He touched my shoulder once, as I edited pictures …
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War Stories #1The Germans didn't like that theJews had such beautiful women.War Stories#2There must have been a war between the good witches and the bad witches. It's the only thing that would account for such troubling times.Woman With Yellow HatWhy did…
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I'm gonna write about this after...It'll either be a tale of pain or pleasure hopefully the latterI don't understand how this workswhy sometimes I want to hide from myself other times I can just give in, fully,and everything isohsoheightenedI want it to be beautifuland…
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Every day, I write myself further away
From the East
Where we began
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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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