1432 2 1
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...to know they are not alone
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143263
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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
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143273
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I experience a presence when walking through the forest . . .
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143263
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so many bills to pay
the list keeps shedding its skin like a snake
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143200
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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.
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143155
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When he leans back from the telescope through which he had been looking, he sports a derby and a Hercule Poirot moustache.
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143152
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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,…
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1431118
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We must sometimes see the world/
as the pale blue dot//
surrounded by brighter dots/
and that endless field of darkest dark.
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143121
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I don't know what I'd expected from the week of mourning after my mother died but I sure hadn't pictured this marathon cocktail party. Our house is packed with people, food, booze and borrowed chairs. People I haven't seen in years keep turning up with casseroles.I'm…
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143120
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Stay tuned for my next short - Candle Smoke Wishes - COMING SOON ON A MONITOR NEAR YOU!!
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143132
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today on the bus/ a man in his fifties/ smiled at a baby/
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143195
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I never meant to shipwreck you,
I didn't even know I was singing out loud.
I just stood on my rock a little too boldly,
and hummed a tune you wanted to hear.
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143130
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Maybe it might be best to, you know, have less frequent meetings.
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143195
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He kept
saying how my old scars
excited him to new truths
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143100
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Behind the bellicose façade lay a soft, compassionate soul. He sat within a swirl of rosy twilight hues, buoyed by the gently creeping tide. A dark wall approached and he mechanically spun and began stroking into the glassy canvas of light and ocean that lay between him…
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1431179
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let’s press our words into the clay/
in language so completely dead/
we have to re-imagine it.
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143186
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and, once in a rare while,/
actual pearls.
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143100
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It is easy to look out on the Bowery and say, "There are the bums." Encountering one, however, even one who asks to "bum a quarter" or tells you he's "on the bum" the word "bum" slips away in one's mind...
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143132
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“Guys, who would you rather live with.... Mom... or Dad.”
His younger siblings giggled in shock, not that they hadn’t thought about it... apparently.
"You know I'm right here..." I joked, waving at them.
“I’d rather live with mom.” the question-a
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143100
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When his mother was all dressed up on New Year’s Eve, and his father, even thought they had tickets for the dance, announced to her he wasn’t going to go, Johnny had gone into his room, put on a white shirt, a dark suit, his dress shoes, and a clip-o
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143186
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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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143165
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I can do the hot coals, no problem.
Or, your love, eyes closed.
Or your sneer, spank,
suffering, resentment, rejection.
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143051
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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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143011
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*Must have excellent communication skills and be able to talk pretty good.
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143087
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Pale like a tracing of a memory
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143032
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143010
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My bones will rob me blind, corpuscle by corpuscle.
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143099
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It’s layer VII we adore/
and mourn
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1430103
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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
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143010
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Wile E. Coyote? A junkie strung out on bunk dope.
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