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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…
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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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I found a diseased fish / wedged between some boulders near the pier
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"You don't need the gun," Dean said. "Bring me a bottle of peroxide and some duct tape."
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Last night we slept with books in the bed.
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"...,beautiful, yet neutral, an oversimplistic reading of the people we meet."
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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…
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I can admire Falling Water
and find Mr. Wright a complete shit.
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He wasn't sure if I was joking.
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the last, best//
analgesic--/
guaranteed
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'Like poems,’ I said
she paused and nodded
her black mop.
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The were two things and two things only in the town of Comfort, Alabama, that were older than Bella.
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to pay dues to the calendar year / when a day breaks in quartertime / the stars account for halftone
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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,…
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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…
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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.
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Every day, a fresh new/
strain of Hell reveals itself
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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
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Oh sweet, sweet morning light
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[VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.]
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But this ache wouldn't leave me.
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“We could dooble date,” he said.
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Galloping people, tangled in ballets of hot love, weaving in and out, making a canvas of it.
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This time the mountain climber does not attain the summit.
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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,…
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The smell of garlic, soy, and onions/
exhausted from Skillman Wok/
perfumes December air.
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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
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. . . how a body calls
in the dark. . .
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