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Email flash: Kate Winslet is separated hope wells in dry souls
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Johnny K. didn't much like taking his exotic drugs any more. He now thought that the common reality was already an intense enough trip without wrapping it all up in enough gauze to cause permanent daydreams to the head. He liked his cheap hamburgers…
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look at the shape here / is it not pleasing to the eye?
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Life's a beach? A bitch? Same thing.
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“Forever you will be mine” she said to me, and of course I did not believe her. She was a romantic and so was I, and such words habitually dripped out of her lovely mouth like honey from the comb, in a never-ending flow of flattery which I am ashamed to s
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He is sitting in the infinite rain
and the water is making him some infinite silhouette
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The screen door slowly opened. I was expecting the second / coming of perfection.
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No, no mother’s tenderness: she shows no sign of that … Do you know that she has them make their own bed? No, not the girl: the boys too! Yes, the boys. She humiliates them.
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I want you to tell me the truth, she said. The whole fucking truth.
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Used to be I'd keep busy. Dreadful the time I spend sitting, standing, staring. I lose track, now. I believe it's because he died. It gets hold of me. I'll see him half on half off his bed, a plaid blanket angled over his back and legs, held…
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The scared woman, she hides her flaws from the world.
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The morning news.
The birthday present you bought me.
This poem.
My hair when I wake up in the morning, at any given point in the day.
Pigeon pose.
My singing voice.
How much I love myself.
Coffee.
Sex.
Not having sex.
Having movie star sex.
Ha
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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
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Squeeze the Word into Flesh
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Hi de ho, and hey, hey, hey; The farmer's daughter is made of hay. I went to touch her but she blew away, And noo ma hert is nae langer gay. Hi de hoo, and how do you do? The farmer's wife has a cold up her flue, And takes me away…
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One by one the hundred matte black drones hummed awake. The buzz was loud on the tiny airfield but died out soon among the waving amber heads of Kansas wheat that surrounded the unsigned base.
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"Psst! You can't hide behind a broken dream.The gardenia's hint that fills your air with her perfumed scent will remain like a residue on your mind. I wish there were an antidote I could share with you, but alas, my apothecary drawer is empty. Many times it's been my…
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We gig, we perform, we laugh, we cry, we play our guitars, bass, drums, voice.
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state a shambles, mountains and rivers endure./meanwhile, the city hides amidst spring's thick growth . . .
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She can still be normal, says Momma, knowing my sister can’t hear, forgetting I can.
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Story of my life: I was ready for a nightcap and she was just beginning her night.
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You sleep. The time is soft and slow.
Your dreams are covered with the snow.
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Chewing on peppered peanuts, thin flakes scattered carelessly around his squat, Father unfurls his turban and mops his clammy pate with an open palm.
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Her plastic shopping bag brushes your leg. You look into it and all you see is a 2 liter of Coke, a bag of Lay’s potato chips and a package of Oreos. It’s so oddly touching, so purely American, that your heart breaks a little bit. You want to hug t
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Crass, vulgar, boorish, impaired, angry, depressed, jealous, regretful.
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John Davies paces nervously around an empty parking lot...
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indelicate, as everything arrives at once.
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To conceive of them separated was unthinkable to every wet-eyed soul at the burial.
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After dividing the sabliereand after the outliers roll away,disappear,or sit like a thrombus between two fingers,will there be enough in the dayfor you to watch the sun saginto its everyday tomb,to listen to the sagittal sighof a passing evening,to eat the last fruits of a…
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Girolamo Dente was nodding off in his studio at Découvrir Art when he heard the alarm.
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