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There is no there or where but rather/
trajectories of probability
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142341
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“Behold!” cried the Lord, on a late September morning,
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1422123
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But this ache wouldn't leave me.
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142211
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My grandfather rode with the Czar’s army. He was abducted from a village in Austria, trained to pillage and drink, plunder and rape, and ride the best horses that could be had. They were given the best vodka and the sharpest swords. They were all just b
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142286
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It is the fragrance of decay/
as paint, polymers and dyes/
outgas molecules of themselves
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142220
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A rock group named Stuck Gas Pedal. Another named Tweezer. A group of young punk-rockers wearing neckerchiefs named Mein Kampfire. But wait, there’s more.
A song called “We Were Being Facetious,” co-written by them all.
Lost Flyswatter. That
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1422138
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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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142233
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You’re finally in a band that can get through a rehearsal without someone strangling someone with an amp cord over creative differences. No one’s in jail, rehab, or MIA from a multi-day booze binge. The group has laid down a few quality tracks that don’t
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142232
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The were two things and two things only in the town of Comfort, Alabama, that were older than Bella.
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142265
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One morning as Georgia Samantha was waking up from her girlish dreams, she found that she had been changed during the night into a stiff-spined book.
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142286
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They clog the skimmer basket/
and fill the small Polaris bag.
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142200
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the warnings we fear are the selfsame ones of ourselves
of our vertical need to be first to the heights redoubling
its intractable charm of production— our inheritance.
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142221
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Their tongues were dry, her milk was gone, and the last bit of water in the plastic jug had evaporated.
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142233
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I kill because I can’t stop. I kill because I can.
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142297
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Mark Reep is that stepbrother you had a thing for, the one who turned you onto Steve Vai, Stoli.
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142200
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“I”, fuck it. I, I, I, I. It has always only been about me, this voice of mine, indivisibly me. selfishly and pompously. I shall not dispense with the false pleasantries other writers will offer, those writers that say, “Reader, look here, look at the…
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I couldn’t parse the grammar of her body
nor decode the secret softness of her neck.
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142152
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You’ve got Wikipedia. Look them up: vagina and penis. What Wikipedia will not tell you, however, is the thousands of years of human anguish, and rapture, wrapped up in those two organs.
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142188
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Some days, you want all the red states to secede
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142121
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Up ahead I saw clusters of people standing silently under the trees. They seemed to be just waiting there. More than 100 people lined up in the cold and dark, not moving.
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142111
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The clouds cried more than silver tears,
this time.
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142144
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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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142100
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i was in the fields, i was moss, was sticking my head in the columbine
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142163
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—Have you ever fired a gun?
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142122
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“How long you been waiting around?” he asks as he pockets my soggy ten-dollar bill.
“For a jump or break in life?” I ask.
He smirks. “I hear that.”
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142154
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Quarts of philosophy may be transacted by semantic obstetrics.
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142132
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Where were you the night Katrina destroyed New Orleans? Oh, what a night... A week later, most of the city was still underwater, with hundreds or thousands of folks presumed dead, and tens of thousands…
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142131
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One of Montejo's captains has us drilling in the rain again. The sun hasn't shone for days and the air is stifling, like trying to breath under water. Everything looks gray except the palms. Each green leaf droops in the rain like a…
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142152
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I remember the first time I met the virgin, Terry (not Mary.) She was in the back seat of an old Plymouth convertible with its top down, jam-packed with raucous high school girls vying to see which one of them could be the most loud and obnoxious, and w
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