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I’d like to thank no one.
But especially my first love in life
For putting me through hell
With all her lies and eternal sweetness
Toward all her many leading men
While maintaining she was virgin
Until she met me.
What was the point?
Ah, y
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1109117
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...come come come come...
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110921
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Soon the world is on film that is burning.
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110900
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I went out behind Parker's house and saw Darrell's tent set up in the grass. The flaps of the pup tent were open. I could see him through the mosquito netting. He had a Coleman lamp burning and lay on his back in his underwear on top of his sleeping bag.
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110921
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She’s always had one foot on a pedestal and the other in a gutter.
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110942
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It was almost like I was dreaming, he is saying, my visit to the ruins of the factory that made the first Narrative Machines.
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110931
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“Tell me again,” you whisper softly, “about the songbird.”
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110921
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Ben was cheered to see Monique in good spirits again.
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1109185
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another paper saving 55er
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110944
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The consequences follow from here:
the shine of forbidden knowing
the apple soon offered to Adam
the twined Serpent’s hidden fangs
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110933
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I study the architecture of hunger. I listen to intuitions. I have a map of heaven and a map of hell and they are the same map.
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110933
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cummings starts to sniff, his usual routine. He feigns aloofness while raising one wolfy leg to pee on Eliot's sneakers.
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110821
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Like the willow she stands alone, swaying.
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110854
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He switches to quantum mechanics
and starts tinkering with his sleeve
memorizing a theorem
he'd figure out
if he had the time
for a deep breath,
he takes a deep breath.
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110800
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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?
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110832
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To conceive of them separated was unthinkable to every wet-eyed soul at the burial.
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110820
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Just thinking aloud, really. And by aloud, I mean typing for someone to read haha.
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1108188
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he who laughs last is probably a dumbass fuck
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110831
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Sweaty feet, drool from the weighty sleep of mid-afternoon naps, the inescapable perspiration of the South: all combine to create the entwined scent of socks and stale toothbrushes...
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110801
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As the four flew beside each other, they shared their stories and got to know one another. Soon they learned from the voice what was happening.
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110833
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" . . . it's overcast with scattered rain along the Wabash River as I approach the federal correctional complex . . . "
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110810
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110841
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You can't always be everything
you were expected to be
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110853
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"Do you kiss all of your models?"
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110831
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He pronounced the Afrikaans word with the vowel sound like the vowel in dour. It meant box, but it also meant cunt.
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110800
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They strung him up, stowed on the balcony, and beat him with sticks, and beat him with rocks, and bent his muscles, …
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110854
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hangs inverted and
begins a swirling motion,
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110861
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I am surprised that you’re not famous already. I remember sitting in your bedroom for hours just watching you while you wrote poetry. I was in awe of you, thinking you were going to be the next Dylan Thomas! Or Bob Dylan. Or Dylan Somebody! And I rememb
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110874
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And I admire//
the orchestrations of ants and honeybees/
and the persistence and adaptations/
of the cockroach.
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