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They’ve deduced she’s still of sound mind and body. What do they know?
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This day, oh, this day… shoved joy and gratitude in my face, then tossed in beauty and just a touch of grace. A Piping Plover set my sorrows by the side, nabbing morsels when it could, then racing from the tide. Junior Eagle perched…
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145900
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The pit of my stomach was bottoming out, this lurching sort-of feeling one experiences when one has coasted WELL OVER an abyss and has no way of finding one's bearings . . .
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We are our own pathogens.
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her expressive sigh releasing. Sated. The last of our kind, evolving flightless we remain on the ground, culling through corpulent consumption.
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okay fine, on the count of three
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145821
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I look as sympathetic as I can, under the circumstance, which is entirely unsympathetic.
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145800
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It was a bright day in April, the cruelest month, and the gears and pumps of the train beat on into the still air.
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145854
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Luv walks around touching everything with her little hands. Uzma follows behind her, talking sweetly, saying: "This is going to be your new home for a while, darling."
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145853
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I've lost the remote control to my brain
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and you imagine euthanizing them if what she says is true, that she is leaving them to you in her will.
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145834
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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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145897
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1458117
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...come come come come...
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1458108
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If you stop, you starve//
and they just offer what you do/
to others, starved already,/
and schooled, as you, in servitude.
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1458154
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It was a dire and dun-colored year when groupies wept and autograph seekers put down their pens.
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145811
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Green is the color of emeralds, jade, and growing grass. In the continuum of colors of visible light it is located between yellow and blue. Green is the color mostShades of green desireIn the Category: Shades of green Green politics meet…
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145821
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They prize how she makes shit up on short notice
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1458107
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Charlie Hancock missed the bus. Started walking.
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145800
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My Mother always said that a storm was death knocking.
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145895
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I understand why Warhol said/
“I want to be a machine.”/
Forget this sorry clay.
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His granddaughter, Ivy, sat on his knee looking at an old photo album she found under the couch during one of her afternoon explorations. She made him wipe off the dust and cobwebs before he took her through all the pictures, per normal protocol. The albu
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145800
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Darling Valentine’s pale legs shone in the dark, a beacon for the car driving without headlights along a tree-lined row of brownstones.
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He sees the dogs through the window, his babies, sleeping on opposite ends of the couch. His girl, lying supine, hind legs spread, grotesquely, almost comically, as far as they can without being flush with the cushion. His boy, Cosmo, face down, the power…
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They left the breath of their souls
upon the lips of others
and jumped in with all abandon
They felt the winds on their skin
as the heart flew by them
on its way into the lost nature of time
This time they flee the country of the soul
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I haven't been here in a while!
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Winter will be cold this year, you tell her. You read that. She says she is with child with her new husband. You tell her she's forty-five, it is selfish. The baby. It's fine. You demand to be at her tests. Evan may let you, she says. He's a doll. She would never use that…
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the strength in you i envy/ leaves me naked, sweating in the dust/ while you possess what ethic i pretend to have/ in the face of those who expect from me/ so much more.
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