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Under a conspiratorial moon… the shovel my silent partner… organ-less torso to the worms.
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In the blur she met Joseph. Joseph was the priest who lived in the attic of the church. She met him after she grew boobs and thighs that moved like dragonflies soaring above ponds.
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She thinks this is the place she dreamed
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The girls of spring, they’ll stop your heart
When they forsake cosmetic art
They practiced back when skies were grey
and clouds obscured the light of day.
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At last, we learn if Blow has the cojones to fight.
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Osama couldn’t see any reason he shouldn’t retire. No way he could top BP Oil in the Gulf or Pacific Gas & Electric in San Bruno.
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Above our bellies we are beautiful women with luscious breasts. Where there is skin, believe me, it is flawless, irresistible. Most of us have long hair, but there are some among us who keep their heads close cropped for aerodynamic…
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I am not responsible for any nightmares this piece may cause for all you mice lovers!
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The first inkling that I might be in love with Josie came at our high school senior day outing at, oh, what's its name, state park. I forgot, but it doesn't matter. She smiled, did a little wave and stepped away from her friends, lifted her sundress a little to keep it dry,…
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The cellar smelled like an aroused muskrat.
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No matter how bad his hair turned out or how avocado shaped one of those miscreants could make his head look, he would remain silent.
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When they tell you to choose your last meal, it probably hasn't dawned on you yet.
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She is alone in the ocean
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It's as if the house knew I was relinquishing my hold on it.
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Feeding you a taste of croissant
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They were discussing reincarnation,
what animals they would come back as.
"I'd be a vole," Cranshaw said. Is a vole
even an animal? Connie asked.
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When I was young I bowed with such forgotten politeness, a young salesman, enchanting, in the silken trades. But I remembered the sun also when it was in Hades, which had forgotten to set, or to rise.
Peace, also, dangled there by the neck. Such a pre
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Hey, Y'all! Like I told y'all, I checked myself into this what you call a “ facebook Rehab Clinic” up here just about 40 miles outside of Kalispell, Montana in a little town called Gulag. I quit MySpace and that got me a reduced rate. Things are…
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He looked like a black paper doorway pasted onto a painting of summer.
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We can’t just bomb Berlin or Dresden,/
Nagasaki or Hanoi, to make things safe
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She loves you when your words leave her dirty, semi-transparent, at times, overexposed.
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Esmée sat alone at a table on the terrace at Marina Jack’s in Sarasota. She had been there ten minutes and no waitress had approached her.
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1. On the morning of her eighteenth birthday, Eve woke to find herself transformed into a gigantic chess piece made of zeros and ones.2. Eve gazed so long at her smartphone that she found herself falling into it.3. She fell for a time that may have been short or long or…
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I'm working through the rocky pine cones so you don't have to. I'm stepping over the little dreaming people in your dreams so we don't wake them with our loud and coming loose footprints. The poem passes by like a heartbreaking train…
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You’re listening to Smooth FM, taking you from the darkest hours to the start of a brand new day.
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The silver urn of ashes inscribed
with his unknown name.
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Once there was a man who wrote in code. He was comfortable among substitutions
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sentinels in a frost-blackened field
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