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The first of the fires that started by the river in the abandoned mills were so hot they burned white and pale blue
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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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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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A baseball bat a large pipe a hammer and axe
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inside i know my heart rattles
cause outside i'm only seeing
that the truth is in tatters
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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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We entered the castle at dawn. The dim light feebly illumined an array of antiques and medieval weapons. Bats dangled from the high vaulted ceiling, enfolded in membranous wings. What were once chandeliers radiating light were encrusted with webs and the ancient wax…
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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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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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Early in the morning
I wanted to send you something
for when you wake;
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Look at this castle: fashioned from the sturdiest sand, pages of my name
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Suddenly the producer, Irving, tosses a new idea into the discussion, an idea for a possible film. Then the writer, Herbert, does the talking. He performs, in fact, puts on a one-man show. The idea! The idea! It's…
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Kerryn saved us from ourselves really. Would you be reading this had she eaten it?
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...bush tail beside him his closest comfort next to the genes...
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I learned how to fall in love, in one hour, watching The Waltons. John Boy fell in love with Jenny. Jenny fell in love with John Boy. It taught me the right way to fall in love. It taught me the right way to let love go. I was 12 years old. It was a lesson I…
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He had a lean build, except, remarkably, his midsection was perfectly barrel-like. As if he kept an alien lifeform in his belly, cultivated by years of Pabst and Yuengling transfusions.
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A walled city doesn’t let you out any more easily that it has let you in earlier.
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he who laughs last is probably a dumbass fuck
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Cultivate your vaginal tears
at the gates of Thigh and Holy.
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Desert Storm, an Infrared Dream/Poem by the late David Avidan
On January 17, 1991 I woke up at 02:45 from a neo-surreal dream with a slight not very serious feeling of suffocation a pre-asthma attack instantly stifled with the inhalation of Ventolin an
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You can't always be everything
you were expected to be
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they flew down the slopes
with her holding on
for all she was worth
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No one commented on her altered appearance, although Will in Accounts said he quite liked her hair like that, so she assumed that no one could see the snakes. But she still felt self-conscious, exposed. She had to remember not to talk to them when she was…
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today on the bus/ a man in his fifties/ smiled at a baby/
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The last chick in the nest
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Nothing good ever waits at the end of a long corridor.
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