1521 5 3
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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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152132
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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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1521105
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and, under foot,//
dark caves waiting/
with their unseen pigments/
adorning forgotten walls.
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152141
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You can't always be everything
you were expected to be
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152132
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I don't mind being dead. It's ok. Really. I've discovered a whole new way of being based on non-being. What else can you do? I like being invisible. I like groaning and rattling chains. I used to be a writer. Still am. In fact, it might be more accurate to say that…
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152120
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I can’t deny you’re beautiful, though it’s unsure how many of your defects are fudged by my myopia.
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152111
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another lonely drone holding still
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1521103
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I am confused by your new paper-doll look, btw. Could you please look regular again by Thursday?
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152166
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(no one need fear timidity in our tastes― /
we like trying new things, no matter our hastes!)
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152154
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You can tell your doctor the truth
Even if no one else will stop and listen
He or she may have a balm for it
To help make it go away
Or at least go into remission
Remission is the staging area for Lies
Corporate and otherwise
We don’t have
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152112
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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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152134
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Carl’s peculiarity of toilet paper rolls is not covered under the Americans with Disabilities Act – he’s looked it up.
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152194
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soft voices singing somewhere in the black back of
rising tensions crashing with the waves...
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152000
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"They don't know how this formed or how it got to where it is today. What we do know is that it's not going to last forever." Said Edward McCabe to his daughter who hadn't learned to talk but communicated with her father through her agreement or disagreem
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152020
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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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152030
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152011
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Like a distant memory of past expectations
I wander through past journeys, delineations
chew on the fresh air like a discontented Wordsworth
now free, free to roam where I will..
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152097
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152000
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I
A sparklerman zig-zagged across the skies, re-arranging stars in its path. How bright his stick-like and jaggy limbs twinkle, I noticed; even noticing my surprise. No longer 'simply sitting', I was.
'It is time' I mumbled. The room was melting, si
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15201310
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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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152000
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Early in the morning
I wanted to send you something
for when you wake;
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1520169
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Our disappearance would register/
as the movement of a sand grain/
on a windy beach full of sand.
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152011
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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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152020
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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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152087
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The rat had been informed, assured, cajoled in order to gain his assent—duly lied to, in other words, by the researchers with not one tear of remorse, with no smudge or smear of conscience . . .
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152055
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Eat blueberries every day and you'll live to be a 92 year old mogul. Really.
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15191110
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Time Change in Florida #2 Sapped, yes. But not finished. Not yet.So what if I mostly live in my head?Who says I have to be out running aroundimproving body income outgo technical savvy? The dizzy awe of a Southwestern …
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151986
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It is the fragrance of decay/
as paint, polymers and dyes/
outgas molecules of themselves
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151942
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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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151978
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