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(2:56 a.m.): "Hi it's Charlie it's Pat at 4:00 in the morning my time. I just wanna tell you that I wouldn't mind getting him in bed with you the rest of my life."
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He rolls in unbidden across the stubble fields /
Old acquaintance astride a newly booming cloud/
Under sky an alien shade of strawberries whipped/
Her watch stops ticking out the rest of her/
scheduled breathing poses
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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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from here with its brightly polished fingers spread easily amongst the cresting winds off the choppysky, circling the sun and sea splattered cliffs like a lone marble rolling down a smoothed out incline only to be turned invisibly over again as if…
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I saw Vincent one day, sitting at a café table that was situated right next to the quays of the Seine, with another artist by the name of Bernard. Vincent had his back to me, and he was leaning forward in his usual hyper-excitement, gesturing wildly
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She was not the usual member of the band, not the girl nextdoor, not next to any door, not a regular housekeeper or woman. She was a ditch digger, a pied, circular piper, a mouse hugger.
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......Based on an ad I heard on the radio from Mass. General Hospital in BostonHave you ever experienced death?Have you been in grief,past the cut off periodof six months?Has it affected your life?Has it strained relations with your wife?It is our beliefthat you…
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We can’t just bomb Berlin or Dresden,/
Nagasaki or Hanoi, to make things safe
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We are the same shits/
we were in the Bronze Age
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I’m not ready for football. I’m not ready for it, but I live in a southern town that worships at its altar more devoutly than those suicidal beauties in James Wright’s great poem.
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For weeks I hadn’t been able to think straight, waiting to lay vision on those majestic, swooning breasts.
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The problem with drinking gin in the desert is that eventually there is no more gin but the desert is still there.
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so many bills to pay
the list keeps shedding its skin like a snake
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Wesley did not rob banks in Banning County. Wesley Roberts was the sheriff of Banning County; robbing its banks would have created a conflict of interest.
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A dead deer on the side of the road and the older boys not listening to her as they stab its eye with a stick.
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Q:What made you want to be a person who rides a train?
A:As soon as I learned there was such a thing, I wanted to be one.
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sentinels in a frost-blackened field
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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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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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Your brother is not really blind.
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The last chick in the nest
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She is alone in the ocean
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6. to register for the draft
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They can’t exterminate the poor just yet
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I was sleeping in a pile of teenage bodies soft limb spread over soft thin limb.
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Inevitability: it's what's for dinner.
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A single woman should regard every train ride as an opportunity, I once read in one of those “How to Find A Boyfriend” books. “When boarding the train, don't take the first available seat,“ the author advised. “Walk through all the cars…
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The shirts hanging by the back veranda serve as our memorial to them.
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