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The Nude Pianist: A Novel: Chapter 14

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Frank left Michiko’s building and walked into Central Park.

Park

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“It’s time we moved our relationship back into an upright position,” I said.

Scene of Mostly Unwilling Players

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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.

Departures

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Abigail dragged the monkey Nathanial, her favorite plush toy, in the red dust as her parents moved crummy looking cardboard boxes from the house into the back of the custard colored Winnebago. This wasn't the first time she had ever seen a Winnebago; her friend…

At the Station on the Steppes

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The condemned, arrested/ and convicted as a consequence/ of cheerlessness, must be prepared

Bigfoot Night

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The giant stood up and scowled menacingly. "WHAT! You don't think bigfoot is real?!" Big John's face seemed about ready to scowl in on itself.

The Beautiful Mercedes

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The screen door slowly opened. I was expecting the second / coming of perfection.

Two

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i am two / one part me / another part them

Come Monday

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“Have the cousins arrived?”

Flesh

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Here’s to flesh:

Family First

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“Don’t do this Jack. You are better than this.” He pleaded. My lips curled, “Maybe I am, but you’re not.” I spat. I lifted up his delicate frame and threw him back against the wall of his office. I watched as his head bounced off the decorative brick

Frankenstein (In Three Sentences)

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I made a man of men. He made a man of me, the way all men are finished, in tragedy and sorrow. Together, we make a story, for other men, brothers and sisters.

Theology of Forgiveness

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In my life when I am pursued / by some wildly delicate thing

Red Lady Octopus

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I hand one of them the octopus and run out of the room.

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Years ago when the smart of it was as nippy as this one.

Ordinary Fruit

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I was insufficiently abused as a child.

Star Light, Star Bright

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I am experience and information// at a small but irredeemable remove.

Monsters

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I have always been frightened of Ferris Wheels

Passing a Church

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Does God feel the same way / whenever you practice your indifference toward me

The Mouth Is A Swell Place To Invent Things

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Yesterday I saw Marco Polo getting a tattoo on East Olive. He was practicing Mandarin Chinese with the tattoo artist who was also Chinese. He got a yin yang symbol on his bicep. He looked to the east and saw the hills lift themselves into sky. He grimaced

That's Unethical!

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My husband says you don’t have to tip the owner of an establishment, just employees. I never heard of that rule, and suspect it is another example of him just being cheap.

Kandie Contretemps

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She sat in a tall chair and there was only one time in the interview that she took her sunglasses off. She didn't really take them off, but just pulled them down for an instant with thumb and forefinger in order to look out at something going past the window. They said…

End Time

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and you fall down.

Begonia {part nine}

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Miles away Coriander was stepping through the forest with a light but determined step. He was exhausted, but the terrors he imagined every time he pictured his beloved in the claws of a dragon were too intense to allow for sleep.

Proverbs of the Converted

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a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single ticket

Night and Day

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The muezzin calls the faithful, his voice soaring over the rooftops, over the trees and the brooks,

our last time

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If you had gotten pregnant our last time, in 1967 (when you lied and told me “I guess I’m finally over you,”) then our son could have been that man you saw with the drooping moustache and his coattails flying in the lobby of the building in Louisville,

I Liquidate My Assets

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My businessman does as his nature allows him. He is so cute. All day long he makes deals. He is on his phone most of the time. He raises his voice. “Fuck those fuckers, just do it,” is what he says. My businessman hedges risk on his investments by keeping…

Birds Fly

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Birds fly and people hurry in the wind and rain like it's a matter of pity.

The Executioner

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No one knows where the wind comes from, but sure as hell it comes. The executioner glances round the reception area. Nods to himself. Function versus form. Anodyne, instantly forgettable, like hotel rooms. Perfect.