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A baseball bat a large pipe a hammer and axe
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leaves, starlings and other words fall into thickets of orange or green grasses or tendrils or snakes
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Cultivate your vaginal tears
at the gates of Thigh and Holy.
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Perhaps my grandparents, Fred and Lela, when they were growing up....
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It is your music that makes me want to crack open my ribcage and rip out my heart as it still beats, to cauterize my carotids, and shove the mechanical insides of a clock into my thoracic cavity.
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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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Only fragments of their lives survive, like broken Sapphos. I have known them, alleged killer of themselves for the love of a man., but we know this is an invention. The leader of a whole guild of girls, who wrote 7 books of poems. What happened to them
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the epiphany at the mast at midnight is not the same at dawn
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When people drastically change everything about themselves repeatedly, don't they eventually just end up alienating everyone?
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Better not hand me that iPhone. I'll look up every damned thing in it.
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While Leif was still very young, his emotions were very easy to read, for they appeared on his parchment coloured skin, named in his mother's writing. When he was seventeen, Leif fell in love. She was a pretty maid, one of the college servants who kept his…
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Max sighed. Solving for x was boring, so mind numbingly boring that he didn't notice the flickering blue light hovering in his room. It crackled and popped, growing until a shimmering rectangle stretched from floor to ceiling.A hand pushed out from the rectangle, and a…
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...he was suddenly and hazily relieved that he had something in Persepolis and blue agave plants to talk to her about.
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...it was moving toward me from an oblique angle somewhere behind, steadily, relentlessly.
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The ambient sound wheezes on.
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You are in a car speeding through Dublin towards the West year after year the journey uncoils past the same landmarks Kilmainham Jail strapped to a chair bullet to the brain on by the Rowntree Mackintosh factory where the black and yellow and orange and r
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Darkness was fast approaching. I stuck out my tongue at Naya, and she reached out as if to grab…
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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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Half past six; already, through the gloom Saltwater flourish sifts from wharfs that ply Their play like girls that haunt the midnight's womb, As far it seems as walks of Barbary. Within the bar, French waitresses and sots Play dice with time awhile and rub…
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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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...bush tail beside him his closest comfort next to the genes...
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Last night, in a tavern called Wits End, we dropped quarters into a console, sized and shaped like an old TV.
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It was one of those sweltering afternoons that San Diego endures only several times a summer. I'm riding on El Cajon Boulevard, with my friend John in his old Chevy pickup. John is a lifelong San Diego resident and fanatical Charger backer. He's talking up some…
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From the rumple of pre-dawn Queens, sure South on 95, to almost Savannah by dark; still cold, but we’re full of what’s coming:
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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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You’re listening to Smooth FM, taking you from the darkest hours to the start of a brand new day.
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Shit, I guess I'm gonna hafta
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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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