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Tentacles hold fast to the small/
thrashing thing they believe is true//
which, devoured, once crushed/
completely still, turns into shit,
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147132
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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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147173
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Shit, I guess I'm gonna hafta
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147122
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There is a roofer straddling part of our house, pushing shingles off of our roof with the edge of a shovel. …. I've thought seriously, at times, about becoming a nurse. Seeing your mother in a hospital bed, hooked up to a tube, more than one, too…
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147155
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I'm not sure whetherI drink to numbthe pain or toactually feelsomething.
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147198
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War Stories #1The Germans didn't like that theJews had such beautiful women.War Stories#2There must have been a war between the good witches and the bad witches. It's the only thing that would account for such troubling times.Woman With Yellow HatWhy did…
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147041
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Ben was not a happy musician.
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147021
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Just an abnormal visit to the post office.
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147053
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Seeking your will, instead we found, somehow, a clutch of our own documents;
folded under a rubber band gone to rot,
muddy strands nestled in the creases.
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147096
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A break from bleak world history and events...
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147061
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HORDES OF MEN desolated, struck down, destroyed, sunken form of skin and skeleton, bare cloth matted to torso, bodycage and hipbone, face and neck darkened, bloating to black, rain the endless dream stuck fast in the stone-dead skull and blood a fine sheen over all,…
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*Must have excellent communication skills and be able to talk pretty good.
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147033
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Amanda Palmer's explaining the eyebrow thing. An altercation with someone at Roadrunner, or maybe old boyfriend shit to burn— She's animated but he's losing signal, filling in the blanks himself. Whatever, it won't light at first, and then WHUMP and she…
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I'll still want the blinds open
and the lights on,
to see the papier-mache of our flesh
fighting death away to the century mark,
even if you only want to live until
a ripe eighty-two.
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147093
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Remembering his body makes me think of Egyptian cotton sheets dried in the sun. He smelled crisp and clean even after sweating hard. His hair fell in golden spirals down his cheeks, his back, over his forehead, and captured light just like the gilded halos on…
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147064
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you tell
a stranger's story...
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147010
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Wile E. Coyote? A junkie strung out on bunk dope.
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147052
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The manicured lawn rolls down either side of the knoll, punctuated with flat granite plaques, the occasional bouquet of cut flowers, a smattering of faded eight-inch American flags.
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147044
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The bartender kept looking at himself in the mirror behind the bar. “Everyone in Hollywood is an actor,” Doc said.
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147011
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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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147044
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Ben had us over, me and him and his boy, Benji, to look at the supernova. Ben was always coming up with these things with the telescope. Jupiter's moons, Saturn's rings. On his wedding night he made everybody stop dancing and run out to the golf course so he could show us…
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147055
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There are certain items in the sink that are giving me an anxious feeling in my stomach.
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147065
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Maybe they considered themselves beyond redemption, or maybe they couldn't sit for that long.
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1470107
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The Tea Party member was married but cuter. He worked as a caulker, a tub and basin man.
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1470159
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Conjure calamity and calamity comes.
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147055
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where will we be/ when it happens?
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147045
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Today I’m feeling crabby and haggard and technology makes it easy to get to the point.
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147033
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The leaves/
seek reunion with the ground//
and leave the oak tree naked/
in December’s cold.
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147012
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His wings, like tiny shoots, grew a season in an instant. The pain was gone now. He rose up as effortlessly as centaurs run, as angels fly. "I will sing your name as my brother among my brothers," the Seraph promised. Kladius watched the beasts below
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