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IV. From Hoover Dam The intent of passive presence wreathes an endless ring, Invisible, beyond all thoughts and change to sickness. This hour beats sibylline as vacancy, breathing Through mouths that do not taste their nothingness. I do not know where you are;…
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132121
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They put me in charge of developing a drug that stifles fear.
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132100
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if i could i would leave/ my beating heart like flowers/ pumping blood upon your doorstep/ in gory testament/ to the way you make me feel.
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132110
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If Mad Dog were interrogated by female U.S. forces in a combat-riven no-woman’s-land to see if he was really an American, he couldn’t name the most recent WNBA champion.
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132177
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we can say all we couldn’t say
when the ears could hear us
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132111
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“I love women. They’re like goddesses.”
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132122
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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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132141
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In the morning I listen through an ear-trumpet
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132032
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It had been over three months since he’d left his home and started to walk. He’d kept a journal to begin with, but his book soon ran out of batteries. It was that sort of thing that had irked Neil at the start, but now he’d just let it slide down his back
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1320135
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each act of creation is a jolt of expectation
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132011
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Reports have been spreading fast
that an actual living poet
has been found right outside the
borders of Berkeley
Rumors grew into a wildfire of speculation
Saturday night when one of them
a tall graying older specimen
more or less in the
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132033
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The retired, widowed receptionist slapped one hand to the base of her throat with a gasp . . .
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132020
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Liking up with the Joneses...
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13201612
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“Have the cousins arrived?”
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132000
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"That it was my stepdad's fault."
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1320119
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One night while in rehab I had a dream that I worked as a violin maker in Salzburg.
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1320188
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I had a sister-in-law who was a licensed nutritionist. Not sure what “licensed” means, but she had some certificate and worked in a hospital. Hospitals! Places not known for their cuisine, much less their nutrition. —So, what do you…
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132050
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You wouldn’t believe an organ the size of a heart could scream like a nine-year-old sissy girl but mine did.
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132010
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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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132061
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Deny yourself that pleasure
For my sake; that feeling beyond measure
That you get when you finally, and with much angst,
Decide not to be a bitch, to a round of general thanks.
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132021
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She positioned the mouse cursor over the word Bikini and double clicked. The hard drive of the ageing work PC chugged into life as an Excel document dragged itself onto the screen.
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132055
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Our realtor is worried about selling our apartment. He believes it is a submarine. We cannot convince him otherwise. I agree that our apartment is a little small and more than a little cluttered. We have a lot of books. The sensation of standing or sitting in our…
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131951
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a man sees salamander bands / a-cracklin on the scree
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131942
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They sit across from each other and she smiles as if they were in a normal place.
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131953
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He is sitting in the infinite rain
and the water is making him some infinite silhouette
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131953
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Crass, vulgar, boorish, impaired, angry, depressed, jealous, regretful.
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131942
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Gripping the sink, head bowed, I let the blood gather on the rim of my nose, pooling for a moment, before its fleeting journey towards the basin.
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131900
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It’s just another
Day where I feel tired, but I
Don’t know why it’s so.
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131944
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"Shouldn’t I be able to easily get my arms around nothing?”
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13191411
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Dear Brandon Lee: I know that you're dead and can't respond to letters, but I've always felt a connection to you.
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