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You hold me now, and pay attention.
Everything is new.
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Frank was happy to leave the art show and take the train back to SoHo.
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has somehow gotten off its swaddled behind and put on its next new face, your own dipped in glass, of many green eyes for simple fair measure , lifting up my own morning lids with softly pulsating …
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My father taught me how to solder and that's when I first started to write. Now, when you hold the soldering iron in your hand and depress the trigger, the tip of the gun heats up. Novices uncoil the solder and place it on the hot tip, but that just results in it…
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In the center of the big diorama, the real world hangs in the air by a hook.
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I felt the most afraid I’ve ever felt in my life, like all the unknowns in the universe were rushing through me at once.
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a girl in a red cap
flashes by
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Marie and Mary lay side by side, partitioned by flimsy blue vinyl on cheap plastic rollers.
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Lord knows we all tried to stop him from doing it. You're crazy we said. This makes you look like a lunatic. They'll hunt you down in even heavier droves now. You've upset their delicate memories. I tried to stop him. That's cow territory my friend…
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i am two / one part me / another part them
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I had ink for blood then and “the news” was my oxygen.
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For Takama this created the second conundrum of the day. One even bigger than the first. When he’d first learnt that sensei and he would be boarding a flight together for a series of demonstrations in Geneva, little had he expected he would be locked up i
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got the space heater going in the desert
got a lot of space out there somewhere
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The face had become a chilling death mask.
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The heart of those stars is a dab of yellow light. The darkness of the blue night appearing so deep because of the downward strokes of the actual sky interspersed with a violet that is almost black above the truly black silhouettes of the city buildings
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We have been well and truly fucked with ideological batons
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They’ve deduced she’s still of sound mind and body. What do they know?
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She was gazing down at her two hands holding the peach seersucker top, but without blinking she saw four hands—ahh, idiot, the mirror! But in the next moment no, it was four hands . . .
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I had the idea while I was in the county jail. I would get jail glasses; I wouldn’t be me; I’d be some other person. I could pretend that it was someone else rotting away in that 8x12 cell.
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My friend, drunk, spoke to me / outside a bar where we hung out; / and his eyes were red from tiredness,
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Beware of shouting Dress Barn, Dress Barn! when having an orgasm
And don’t tell him you were seeing Starbucks when you came
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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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His left hand is still clutching the blue Bic lighter in his pocket, rubbing it slowly but firmly. Anticipation is building, filling Theodore up like a combustible gas inside of a too-small container.
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Jim Morrison moved
ever so slightly
in the cold of his grave
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It was a mildly windy day of the working week in the financial district of the city—the bright morning sun was out—when a security guard was called to the fifteenth floor to deal with a disruption.
“This way.”
Someone pointed to a desk. At the desk
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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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Picture it-/
air not clogged with the shit//
that makes Beijing the dark joke/
of the developed world.
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The man who put up the clothes line left his kids upstairs at night and came down to my bed.
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. . . once you start reading and thinking about what he's saying, it's like looking at the reflection of your soul in a mirror . . .
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