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Downtown Milwaukee My feet are exposed, never been out in public even out here— …
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Frank kept looking over at Michiko’s loft.
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140611
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Behold! Passion fruit!Aureolin sun condensedRolls off palm and tongue.Spurn taut rounded skinWait for wrinklesRipeness revealed, resplendent —The pinnacle of worth.
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1406105
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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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140651
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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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Love me like a crutch
Love me when I'm strong
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Amanda Palmer's explaining the eyebrow thing. An altercation with someone at Roadrunner, or maybe old boyfriend shit to burn— She's animated but he's losing signal, filling in the blanks himself. Whatever, it won't light at first, and then WHUMP and she…
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140642
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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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140674
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sprang straight up to their full galloping heights roaming over your hills like constantly shifting eyes, your strange approximated illuminating hair like ghosts giving birth to a tender smell of green sea foam. This was all I saw, but it was quite…
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140697
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Jeanne and I were married for eight years. I never knew her.
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It’s layer VII we adore/
and mourn
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140644
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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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1406135
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The year begins well here
with much needed rain
and tee-shirt temperatures.
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140600
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Your father, his father, and his before that, your mother, her mother, and all the way back have kept a tradition by chance or by will to each have a baby (or several) until…
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Despite the newly bright bricks and the working clock, Cassie couldn't help but take a deep breath before entering King Street Station. She had always tried to hold her breath when her family cut through it on the way to Mariners games but had never succeeded, not…
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gravel coughing up tires at 90 miles an hour
and just getting under way
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Pale like a tracing of a memory
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140511
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I am only ever
What you seem to be
Without the leverage
Of sweet reality
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140500
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In the state that the stars fell on,
Love and I stumbled upon bits of God
where he forgot sky and moon, too.
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140544
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So for now, let the snow fall, but
let it fall gently,
each flake as a soft piano note
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140500
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Holding a bouquet of flowers wrapped in a tissue in one hand, a round shape that balances the round yellow burst of light that is her dress. While the flesh of her chest bulges forward and she balances as though in a holding pattern in flight.
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Rises monstrous out of the Baltoro GlacierPlaying poker with oxygen levelsPlays leap frog with embolisms.Malice and vanity join forces somurder guns the air even beforethe Death Zone. Down suits, bold and cockyregisters the climber's ambitions. The Serac , a…
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140500
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Who is the torturer and who is the tortured?
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He looked like a black paper doorway pasted onto a painting of summer.
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where will we be/ when it happens?
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140511
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Where the skin had grazed, shredded by the coarse gravel to form scabs, fascinated Jack. It reminded him of his youth and his own grazes, scratches and stitches. As a boy he imagined scabs were rough foundations of igneous rock, blood like lava pouring th
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At last, we learn if Blow has the cojones to fight.
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We are the same shits/
we were in the Bronze Age
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