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the mother tells her child the flashes at the horizonare fireworks, not bombs, so he will not be afraid.at night he curls by the door or else he follows her to a different place. he is quiet, then. as if he knows the secret challenge.better if he and all the others…
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Flicking through the sheets on her clipboard, Evelyn double checked the address with the mismatched numbers on the letterbox. Its mouth was a rusty, gaping grin like it had lost its dentures.
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A young boy, breathing heavily from running, stopped at her feet, barely able to speak,
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"Maybe…" he began searching for some comforting wisdom. "Maybe it's like this. Husbands live for their wives. Mothers live for their children. And children...well...until they're husbands or wives, they live for themselves."
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and, once in a rare while,/
actual pearls.
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I can’t deny you’re beautiful, though it’s unsure how many of your defects are fudged by my myopia.
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We called him Mickey Habanero, because he could fill his mouth with the hottest food imaginable, the kind packed with the sort of heat that would melt the gums from the teeth of a novice, all without taking a drink of milk or anything else that would otherwise soothe the…
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He and she are fucking while I watch. She's moaning deep desire and he's pounding flesh into flesh. I'm fully clothed, eyes attune to their fornication, studying. He comes inside of her; their bodies stiffen and then wriggle against one another. …
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I told her I didn't love her. She said love wasn't important; she wanted to marry a man she could respect.
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I am i said pursued by the feeling of being watched.You are she said -- by yourself. As in a dream, a dream you know you're dreaming. Which changes nothing.We are she said watching from the mezzanine, half-above, at once a part and apart.
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What the spaces say//
can be heard in the short/
and longer silences
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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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I gave you two daughters.
I gave you four grandchildren.
I'm done.
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We are the same shits/
we were in the Bronze Age
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Stay tuned for my next short - Candle Smoke Wishes - COMING SOON ON A MONITOR NEAR YOU!!
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Two women are escorted to the desert, where they are shackled to the ground. Who are they, what have the done, and will they survive?
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The pool deck was covered with the bloody footprints of resident gawkers.
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the sun is quiet like the mountains,
the birds except for their wings
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I took advantage of a free period this afternoon to nap. When I awoke, I tasted blood. My tongue was swollen. I checked myself in the mirror and saw twin punctures on my lower lip with pinpricks of blood on each. I winked at my reflection and lifted my li
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There are songs I know to not listen to when I am alone.
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I just amuse myself by buying old guns and refurbishing them in my basement as I listen to old Bohemian polkas on cassettes.
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Hits start, enters numbers, runs the program / Does this again one hundred times / Then takes a break
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I was watching the bustling crowd below, sipping on a teacup full of Victory Gin when the scream, no a howl, cut through the murmuring of footsteps and telescreens.
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They called him “Albert, the Human Armadillo,” and he was. Rows of hard scales ran down the course of his chest, and he was studied and biopsied by doctor after doctor. “Psoriasis,” they said. “Or, eczema.” They prescribed ointments and oils that left him
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I play in the dirt with cattle bones
while Mother rattles the sky.
She tells me I have my fathers eyes.
The words come through bloody fissures in her lips.
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You left paint and blood smeared on the wall.
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All the things that are his.
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The year begins well here
with much needed rain
and tee-shirt temperatures.
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Frank kept looking over at Michiko’s loft.
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You don't have to push back so hard. We wore our hair long. We wanted the animals to trust us in their wild open spaces. Everything will come undone. We wore our hair long because we wanted to Be able to find our way home in the dark…
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