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I had a friend in high school that wore a size G bra and we would take guesses on how much her tits weighed in comparison to the rest of her body. I spent a night wondering how she kept upright.
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JOSEPH YOUNG Joseph Young You might start with the top of the head, where the heat goes. This is first, first from the womb, the first word. Joseph Young There might have been a faith that placed it in the mouth, not the…
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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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His nervous cackle makes me sick - Oh, if only - Times were different - That knife - Would fit so nicely in his back
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rheumy eyes wink, gnarled hands pantomime
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Cacophony of an engine-braking eighteen-wheeler/
scatters the crows to fences, trees and wires/
in a startling chant of caw, caw, caw.
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She had endured three years of abuse for those hot, fleeting moments of tenderness—just enough warmth to keep her second-guessing the bitter frost. Now the ring promised a lifetime of biting back her pain.
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127875
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Everything conspires to kill you:
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You sleep. The time is soft and slow.
Your dreams are covered with the snow.
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127742
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No freebies. You want to read it, you have to read all of it.
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Endless. I find this story.Beginning. To walk.Repeating. Repeating.The Memory. Of snow.Amsterdam. Rivers narrow.Hearts. Divide.Hands. Emboldened.Patronizing. Unpatriotic.Semblance. House held open.Forging. The ties…
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She became suited to herself only. She no longer tried in any way to fit, she fought the molds they created and kept moving in her own direction. Often forward, sometimes a bit backward, and she rightly scaled her own Mt. Olympus and there she sat with he
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Touch these words with your mind. They will create an elephant with an unidentifiable itch.
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The one at
dusk is not the one you met this morning.
That one's gone like a head in the window.
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Through void decks of apartment blocks,
Over roads on overhead bridges,
Down small streets on concrete pavements.
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Dee startled awake from the dream, sat up in bed and looked around the room. The dream came back--hazy, yet clearer by the second. Dee had been warning the girl in her dream that he was a monster; that she shouldn't talk to him, should stay far away from him. …
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We'll all face the raging river, some sooner than others.
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circumstances//
squeeze the heart so hard/
that you should die but don’t.
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On high a centaur is pulling a yellow chicken on a sled.
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He was a Jack Russell terrier
hanging like a baby
in a carrier
strapped to my chest
He had all four legs
wrapped around me
and was licking me
with his long tongue
I asked him what his name
was, and in a real low voice
he said
Min
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Like when she said the word 'but', it came out ‘bet’.
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The guy – it’s Billy Krazik - turns and aims at Jamie Stockwell, sitting there calmly as if he’s in the play or something and he takes two to the head.
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127711
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Lungs bursting in the alleyways
trying to keep with the beat.
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127795
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I want to write a story about a woman who lies to men about her height.
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1276116
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Unless they leave you comatose,/
it’s the disasters you remember.
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a man sees salamander bands / a-cracklin on the scree
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The priest went into the place in those parts, the priest an old pear or grape gotten ripe and then moreso, but never actually expiring . He was hunched and it looked like he was broken at some integral part, but nobody could tell for sure where. One time, a bat…
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In the moment
I crinkle the aluminum foil,
The sandwich now a deeper
Part of me
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Is there a homunculus in my brain guiding everything like the pilot of an airliner?
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Seeing her in black /
with his arm around her /
from the other side /
of a glass door. /
He gave her a beer. /
She might’ve been thirsty, /
uncomfortable.
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