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Jason poured himself another glass of Burgundy and tried to flush Jenna from his thoughts
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“Hi, I'm Mike, and I don't wanna work ... Wanna play foos?”
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Grow.A word.A verb.Germanic.Feel it.Slow.Old.Young.Now I'll tell you how put it on a page:we'll start with the o.Take your pen just so,thin first,from the centerand thick on the up, thin at the topand thick on the down, thin at the low,finish sharply.The r is a…
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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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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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She’s gotten more involved in the game with menopause.
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you tell
a stranger's story...
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my loosening grip on time.
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I am falling, falling out of my body,
falling like midnight onto mice.
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I got kicked out of a soup and salad place last week for trying to buy a large soda so I could sit and eat my sack lunch there while I read “Love’s Desperate Creatures” by Dorothy Danville. Have you read it? Its great. I’ll give it to you when I’m done
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Today is the last day of the semester. It also marks the end of my tenth year as what is referred to as an adjunct, an appendage, a necessary but unidentifiable tentacle in the College of Architecture at Andreas Tangen University in Los Angeles.
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The duty of a student
can be summed up in a sentence
To benefit the race of man
with thoughtful independence
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We're at the Park Diner. My dad Tommie is sitting across from me. He looks haggard, tired. His skin is pasty and washed-out. He's not talking, so I'm not talking either, but it doesn't matter because it's hanging there between us.Cancer.Motherfucker.“Don't look so…
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People in bad health who want to kill themselves are no different than ancient Romans who ran on their swords. They only want to save themselves a bit of embarrassment.
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The falling may continue//
forever.
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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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Neither/
evergreen nor exactly deciduous./
And soon, a yellow residue of pollen/
smearing hoods and windshields
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“Behold!” cried the Lord, on a late September morning,
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They left the breath of their souls
upon the lips of others
and jumped in with all abandon
They felt the winds on their skin
as the heart flew by them
on its way into the lost nature of time
This time they flee the country of the soul
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Everything was cool until she used the phrase, "five million dollar home."
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I’d made that shot a thousand mental times, and when it counted, I missed. It happens.
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Psycho? You dare call me psychopath? I am not some crazy person with but the thinnest belt of sanity wrapped around them! The world will know my story… they shall see! My purgatory... this dripping cell… pen and paper to capture the overflow of words…
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Some days, you want all the red states to secede
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"a ratty, red, medium-sized bicycle for sale in a ratty, medium-sized yard."
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Fine gradations of the fractional/
fissure the eggshell whole we crave
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Abstractions excite me. I can't say why. There are treasures in the mountains. Extremities and peaks. Romantic cures and the curious juice of blackberries. The truth and authority of rock. It feels impersonal, and tilts into eccentric configurations. What is purpose?…
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