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The Room

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Not really a story but a look at how we live

The Nude Pianist: A Novel: Chapter 16

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Depression had Frank in its craw.

Path

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a man sees salamander bands / a-cracklin on the scree

She’s a Maniac

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New Year's Eve 1984: I was a hit with my outfit. When I walked into the house, a teenage girl looked me up and down and said, “Nice knickerbockers.” My cousins dragged me to the living room floor which was crowded with my family dancing and I started…

Les Cahiers du Kung Fu Pimping Cinema

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We at Cahiers must continually ask–is le cinema de kung fu pimping really, truly—as bad as it wanna be?

Come Monday

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“Have the cousins arrived?”

The Funeral

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There aren’t requirements, only expectations. I’m writing this, because, at the time it happened it seemed strange to me. People might think I’m writing because now, it makes sense, right? It doesn’t, I’ll tell you that much. I’ll also tell you what i

I Don't Know What This is About, But.

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Bent, crooked and straight, knifed.

In A Lightning Storm, Sheep Run Through Barbed Wire

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I used to fear things. The lonesome wind come through the clapboards. Dry hillsides rustling. My own skin in the summer heat. Rattlers. Lurking. Abandoned coal pits. Pa said I was afraid of desolation. I didn't know what he meant by that. How can you be…

Close/Far

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If you were glassI'd fog you up With my breathI'd leave messagesPictographsIn fingerprints I'd press in closeSo would youAnd so we'd danceBut you are glassAn inch of depthTo catch my breath

Ordinary Fruit

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I was insufficiently abused as a child.

riversong

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pulled the wool off my head found i was almost dead

Cardiovascular

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circumstances// squeeze the heart so hard/ that you should die but don’t.

Father Dunne's School for Wayward Boys #6

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Instead, we found his red-inked list of boys who would never be saved,

The Duplicate

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For weeks they used every medium to say: This day will be an end or a beginning.

Park

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“It’s time we moved our relationship back into an upright position,” I said.

Duck for Dinner

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My friend and I were once walking the aisles of a supermarket because we decided we were going to have roasted duck. We didn’t know how to cook, but as the old Filipino reds used to say: If not now, when? If we don’t learn how to cook now, as in NOW, then

It makes no difference

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So I'll throw in ten.

Sharp-shinned

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Survival is often violent.

Hot Rod Heaven

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"a ratty, red, medium-sized bicycle for sale in a ratty, medium-sized yard."

If. You. Speak.

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The one at dusk is not the one you met this morning. That one's gone like a head in the window.

Questions of the Tenth Month

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my loosening grip on time.

Annals of the Naked Rowdies #3

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It was a dire and dun-colored year when groupies wept and autograph seekers put down their pens.

Read My Lips, or Simply Refer to the Subtitles

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A friend has been shopping an opera around without success. It's about Arthur Inman, a hypochondriac who hired people to talk to and, in some cases, have sex with him.

Assiduity Twenty Seven

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" . . . with twinges of dread and pangs guilt, I worry . . . "

Birds Fly

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Birds fly and people hurry in the wind and rain like it's a matter of pity.

Woman Things

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...when the doctor scrapes the baby out, he cuts out all the things that make babies, too...

Bus Ride Through SF

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Bud Light, B. O. and Freeloader Heaven, they step onto the back of the bus without a cent We pass by the Karma Wash but no one gets off the bus We pass by the Endless Soup and Salad Kitchen where we witness a crowd swarming over a ch

Youth

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I'm ten.

Pancakes

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I’d look for a fork and quickly stab a piece of it and bite into it, feeling good about the finality of things.