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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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her hands twined up, as carved from stone, each to fit the other.
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sometimes it's hard/ to leave the house in the morning/ when bed is so comfortable/ and you're so far away.
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for the moment/
you think you know what you’re/
doing and do it.
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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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—Have you ever fired a gun?
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Rose was the easiest lay in the Fletcher Memorial Home For The Aged.
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Before Genesis, digesting the primordial soup.
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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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In December of 2003, Daniel Arredondo succumbed to his years long battle with colon cancer. If the name is unfamiliar, you're not alone. He did not answer to the name Daniel Arredondo. For most of his life, from seventeen years old to the end, in fact, he went by the name…
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Eat blueberries every day and you'll live to be a 92 year old mogul. Really.
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All that have changed in me,
I give to you now.
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Billy liked dinosaurs. He played dinosaurs, collected dinosaur toys, drew pictures of dinosaurs, great shambling beasts of tooth and claw, whose passing shook the jungles and whose drooling jaws devoured figures not unlike his sisters. For birthdays and
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“Behold!” cried the Lord, on a late September morning,
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Just an abnormal visit to the post office.
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The next post card was of gondolas in Venice. “Have never not enjoyed ourselves less,” wrote Sylvia.
“Sylvia can be hard to please,” said Angelynn.
“Those boats could use a coat of paint,” I said.
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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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The cover features Lincoln as a woman. Lincoln as a woman is not a thing of beauty.
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The man could be a total brute, though the truth was he had the softest of hearts too. A real gentle giant. But get him going on a drunk jag with too much ouzo in his system, and look out.
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and, under foot,//
dark caves waiting/
with their unseen pigments/
adorning forgotten walls.
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It was a dire and dun-colored year when groupies wept and autograph seekers put down their pens.
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"How the fucks he drivin' like that?"
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It's saying, "It feels as if you've given me your old, your tired and your poor. I feel much older than the years you've logged."
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The big wigs call it aiding and abetting. I became an left-handed accountant with a tendency to fudge numbers for the damned.
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Died is forever. Passed away/
Is ambiguous. Dead isn’t/
polite.
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Agents I have little idea. Woiwode partly supported his family in the 60s by publishing in The NYer (his friends were De Niro and Barthelme) so perhaps there was little trouble in his finding one. E.W. met his at a bar. He publishes in Paris and Texas.
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The Bird King's advisors and ministers are a range of rusty kitchen utensils. They all observe a respectful silence in his presence.——Contrary to popular belief, the Bird King is not an atheist. His meathook priests do their rounds at twilight.——The…
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Then I did the same to you, inhaling your scent which was one thing at your hairline and another at your collarbone.
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Terry had an apartment not far from Lake Michigan, where we could stroll to one of the beaches. It was close to Lincoln Park. This was in the summer of 1966. We had to walk up to the fourth floor, and on those steamy hot Chicago summer nights in August,
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