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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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you tell
a stranger's story...
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IV. Upwards, into the white eye rising, There is will, to stay, yet stays no will to be. Come,…
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His father whistles The Torreador's Song in the kitchen; Mirko smells bacon.
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Maybe they considered themselves beyond redemption, or maybe they couldn't sit for that long.
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The feline apotheosis of Ish -
Shroedinger’s cat.
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For weeks they used every medium to say: This day will be an end or a beginning.
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It was noon and cloudless when I pulled over next to the icehouse, wedged in the X formed by two dirt roads.
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And I mean part of me wanted to let him eat me, I thought maybe I owed him my body because I couldn’t enter his mind and I really wanted to on some level but we both knew that him eating me would just make us both feel awful—him because he’d wake up
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Things that happened, were said, acted upon at twilight or later.
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I beat that dog with an open hand, clenching him between my thighs.
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There is no there or where but rather/
trajectories of probability
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A tanka poem inspired by the 40 million debit card numbers stolen from Target stores since Black Friday last month.
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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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A walled city doesn’t let you out any more easily that it has let you in earlier.
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I had ink for blood then and “the news” was my oxygen.
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There are several people I do not care for much at all—annoying cretins, blasé philistines, or godawful narcissuses—and I do not care much for caring about such people when I encounter them, which unfortunately happens quite often like some cruel lottery where I…
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The idea of an infinite textual universe occurs in many places in the works of Jorge Luis Borges. The contexts and permutations of language, which others had held to be perhaps infinite (allowing themselves to use such an imprecise term), that…
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The courts had scheduled the date long ago but the time, an hour always left to the warden, had yet to be decided.
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Don't slow down, he said, time grows shorter every minute.
So you pretended to stay young or cheated on your marriage or forgot to watch your children growing up, and still never found someone who could understand you.
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We sat up in bed. It's two o'clock in the morning. Blinding circular flashlight beams probe through the half pulled shades. Magnified black silhouettes of men's torsos lumber back and forth in the yard. We are in a fishbowl and being invaded.
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Jeans. You passed yours along to me with some helpful tips.
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Ascent/Assent
Together the horizon/
Catechism of love
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Bobby turned black yesterday. Not like his ethnicity, or skin color. But his soul. Not his soul. Not black either. But a violet desecrating blue. That kind of blue that use to sit in the ocean, then dried up, and vanished into a big terrifying stupor. He looked at me with…
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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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For decades the land the village sat on had switched its allegiance between two countries.
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It's cloudy out. So I go to the Assisted Suicide Center on Venice Blvd. It doesn't mean I'm gonna off myself because it's cloudy. There just happens to be a kind of puzzle of clouds in the sky the moment I decide to head over there. I find it fitting, thi
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"Asaka-sama, we have been beset by the foulest of demons and nothing we do will rid us of it." The prostrated villager quivered from head to foot on the tatami floor. "Please, we are unworthy but would beg for your help!"Ietsugu's heart raced at the statement, though he…
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Flicking the cigarette into the river the man's face becomes soft, as if waving goodbye to the only real attachment that he has felt in decades.
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All that have changed in me,
I give to you now.
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