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132121
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Zoë’s divorce lawyer, Arno Aghajanian (“Double A” to his friends), sat at his desk in Los Angeles reading a copy of the Hollywood Intelligencer.
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132166
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Wild are the woods tucked in the backyards, tame the front lawns of green, manicured, with a hedge and a few flowers, a well-maintained driveway, and a garage door.
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132140
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132110
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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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132197
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Survival is often violent.
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132100
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Robbie took me out to Fox River on his father's ski boat one day, as he often did — but this time it was my eighteenth birthday. That was when he opened up his robe and showed me all there was to show of himself, begging me to make love to him, saying h
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132110
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It was possible, she realized, to hope through hopelessness.
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132121
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these three remainders you, me and her are the legacy of simple math
and boolean logic, not so much
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132100
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Mayumi’s eyes twitched. Her head felt the pounding images and voices grafting themselves onto her mind.
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132100
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Winter is a particle yet unknown to science. Someday it will be described in terms of spins and magnetism. It will be set in high school physics books and there contained: look, here is winter. Graduate students will split it into cold and melancholy and poets will…
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132100
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The Circle of Four looked at the little girl’s back, and they could almost see the wings, but it could never take shape because of her heart.
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132164
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" . . . with twinges of dread and pangs guilt, I worry . . . "
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1321119
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I lay on a table in a cold room in one of those little blue gowns that open in back.
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132161
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Daddy comes home, calls us to his room, makes us stand in line, tells us to do it again...
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132122
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I’m just your ordinary poem,
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132154
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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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132152
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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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132141
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“Behold!” cried the Lord, on a late September morning,
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132000
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Miles away Coriander was stepping through the forest with a light but determined step. He was exhausted, but the terrors he imagined every time he pictured his beloved in the claws of a dragon were too intense to allow for sleep.
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132021
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A bridge not satisfied with just crossing the river - It slashed through the sky, crashed through nature - Creating a new nature, a double-decker
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132043
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"...she became aware of
her cold saliva
dripping slowly over her bare
arm muscle,..."
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132010
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132011
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They run nonstop for weeks. Between traffic stalled cars. Down forgotten subways tunnels drilled long ago in the cold earth. Past burning sugarcane fields.
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132033
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Now I hear a woman's voice. It sounds familiar, like I know her, but in my daze it is slightly distorted, like I am underwater and she is calling to me beneath the waves. She tells me not to be afraid. Her words are calming; they soothe away the panic and confusion. I…
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132032
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Franz Kafka opens the refrigerator
And removes a bowl of jello
With the face of Bella Abzug in it
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132021
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They prize how she makes shit up on short notice
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132032
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Tell you what, if people only knew what the buggo does to your insides before it shellacs your outsides they'd think twice before dancing. And guys like us, we'd get parades. Guys like us, oof-oof! Im-mune to romance.
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132044
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I planned to wear this shirt, /
blue, black, and white stripes, /
collar and pocket,
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132063
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It was the losers’ bar in my neighborhood.
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