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It was time to go sit outside in the sunlight with the gang of trust-funders, just to see what was new in the world of high finance and falling stock prices. “So, what's happening with the economy in China?” I asked. And they just stared at me as if I had
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126354
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A gentle man,
and a fierce woman,
charmed one another
in a shaded gazebo.
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126397
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Some of the elderly men and women are coming forward....
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Not the torn magazine page, not the smell of ink, not the sweat of palm nor the froth of irish spring
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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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Ben followed Jean-Claude’s white Fiat. Every time Ben shifted gears, he was reminded of Arris’s punch.
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To conceive of them separated was unthinkable to every wet-eyed soul at the burial.
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126200
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This tanka poem was inspired by news report that the Macy's of "Miracle on 34th Street" fame has a white Santa in front and a black Santa in back.
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126221
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Ben exited the uptown Broadway Local at 103rd and oriented himself.
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Her friend was a performance artist who gave Marcia a framed picture of her vagina, made with menstrual blood. At least that’s what she told everyone.
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Once in a while I have the time of my life /
in this god-forsaken Earth:
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126221
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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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126233
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It is dead, for a time.
Sometimes we are all dead for a time.
Our lives leave off, sleep under the weight of snow.
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This time he was dressed in a snap-brimmed hat, zoot suit with a gold chain and two-toned shoes; something out of a sad, lost Los Angeles past. I had no choice but to follow him as he walked down stairs that led to the Metro. We stood near one another,…
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“I love women. They’re like goddesses.”
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I want to write a story about a woman who lies to men about her height.
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look at the shape here / is it not pleasing to the eye?
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Picnicking In Mt. Misery Cemetery We breathe the damp shade, plum trees shining in a woodland where there are few wrong things I want to remember-- the steel fence of the power company blazing under an arc light is one. On this day of ripening fruit …
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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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During the hangover, I crawl to my desktop computer and then Google “rapid STI testing” and “speedy divorce”
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126153
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He is sitting in the infinite rain
and the water is making him some infinite silhouette
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Metropolitan I. Atlantic harbinger of this our swaddled dawn: Mistaking moon's sea sweep for this the frown The sky's plain-countenanced creatures maytimes weep Upon the surface-sundown of our lawn, When gaily surfaced for…
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126133
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Coffee comes in KCups and you can't fight five wars at the same time.
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126154
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Is there a homunculus in my brain guiding everything like the pilot of an airliner?
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126133
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Why, these were the young hands
that I kissed only last night.
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It was far away and I don't know how we arrived. There were people about that were involved in getting boats into the water or else playing sports games atop green hills. They told me I should go out in a boat with this guy and that he would take me around the island. I…
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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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As she slunk to her topless Mercedes
sparkling curbside, wax job hand rubbed
in Hamburg, testosterone heads turned
wishing similar treatment.
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... “All power is just behind your belly. Look. Knot of belt – just in front of navel – navel is eye of chi.” ...
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