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You are in a car speeding through Dublin towards the West year after year the journey uncoils past the same landmarks Kilmainham Jail strapped to a chair bullet to the brain on by the Rowntree Mackintosh factory where the black and yellow and orange and r
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circumstances//
squeeze the heart so hard/
that you should die but don’t.
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on cd I make
john hiatt does not smash
perfectly good guitar
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“If we had more bats we’d have fewer bugs,”
I said. She shrank back into her sweater,
and gave me a look, then a shrug.
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I stepped down on what looked like a mouse
Bloody and lifeless outside of our house.
I took bag in hand and prepared to grab it
When I realized the thing was the head of a rabbit!
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Pascal would let something slip now and then. He was sharp and spoke excellent English, with a beautiful Spanish accent. He corrected speech among the guys, but he exercised his lessons in grammar with an eloquence that fascinated all of us, not letting a
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Everything conspires to kill you:
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Each day, I lose more words-/
nouns and verbs- but especially//
proper names. People and places
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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
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Not really a story but a look at how we live
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Survival is often violent.
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Once upon a slime there was an Edenlike place that existed in outerspace all by itself. It was lonely, this little rock in space
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The lawyer is having a party the next weekend.... He's celebrating because he won a court case to have his alimony reduced.
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Pots of wine crowding the forehead until irrational thought crowds out the stubborn lizard of sanity and, God knows, my elegance. What else is left? As the young seeks change, so will I. Seeks the carmine lip, so the white bud seeking God, the unchanged
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I once dreamed of taking a trip to Northumbria with a lover and reading the poem together on the fells.
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After her grief had subsided, the wife felt immediate relief. / Suddenly she was free to abandon or pursue loneliness
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I'm pulled in by the music
like a rogue wave
and he has no idea I'm drowning...
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son a superfly/alligator shoe clad/networking man/working a beeper and flip phone/twisting blueberry spliffs/on ma's porch
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The Third Defenestration happened during the Soviet era, by the apparatchiks. The only thing that saved the people from certain death after being thrown out of the window of the Prague Castle, was an enormous pile of horse shit below, or haufen mist, as t
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I feel like I should tell you
things about strength.
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Pinesatz is standing again. He and Marie seem unaware of time, unaware that Louane is watching them, unaware of waiting for Wendy with the car. Every glance is a hook. Every gleam is a glance. Every stanza is a room. She vies for it.
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Instead, we found his red-inked list of boys who would never be saved,
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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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Everybody knew the buildings were trying to kill us.
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The bird sat there some time. Several minutes. My wife and I grabbed out i-Pads and took pictures.
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HE DREAMED THAT NIGHT OF A SMALL BLACK CHILD LYING INJURED IN THE STREET, UNABLE TO CRY OUT
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Bent, crooked and straight, knifed.
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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…
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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.
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