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Millennium jumped strumming lithium gum cumulative outnumber humiliated résumé jumpy instruments
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116400
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Gon found himself slowing behind everyone. His wings slowly tired. The bird took a chance and pulled up. He could feel it behind him.
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116411
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Been running so long
You've been running so long
I bet you can't remember
What you're running from
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116300
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Gravity? What does that have to do with writing or with this improbable tether of blue marbles?
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116342
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Girolamo Dente was nodding off in his studio at Découvrir Art when he heard the alarm.
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116320
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"Oh, God. What do we say?..."
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116300
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I know I used to say I’d rather walk on the moon with my own rapacity. And you can easily say things like that, given the luxuriance of youth. But it was a lie, if you want to know the truth. That is only so much hot balloon air, puffed up in the chest,
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116344
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What’s your favorite emotion? Mine is ripping the sky apart and standing on a star outside of time.
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116320
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Clatters and clatters ensued, and the splash destroyed all denial.
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1163188
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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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116332
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A parody of John Ashbery I have been preconditioned likewise by the ligatures of the roof. It has bypassed even the lightning. When I started this essay I (poetics equalling dissemination, like a toilet plug) admired, and I in the book produced…
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116343
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Today, the buxom neighbor carrying blintzes
Egged me not to care about
What’s not flat. She forgot
To bend, clanging together
Some fronts and sides.
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116310
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it is heavier than it looks with edges smoothed by the passage of time
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116331
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I’ve seen your tired souls
riding under the city
lost in the drowsiness
of morning calm commutes.
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116354
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116343
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I'm writing our initials in black sharpie on the tunnel wall. There's already people who have come before me, hundreds of pairs of Qs and As and hearts in the middle, through a small hole in the brick I can hear the French accents, spinning through, a reminder that I am…
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116321
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I think she later thought about that. Just as she loved her son, I loved my mother. Just as my dad loved her, so the same kind of protective honoring love existed. Right or wrong, it was there, the elephant in the room.
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116344
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instead of gun metal deceit, sounds of malice;be a drop of rain.
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116322
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the small break of consciousness that is my dreamswaterso much wateri can never forgive the watertoo many tears
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116266
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I'd like to grow you a new flower. I thinkmaybe I just will. Right now. Here's as good a place as any. Well you'll probably never get to see it, but it will be there just the same and it will be all yours. Kind of like these poems that I make if…
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116222
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The next morning Grandpa said the body was gone, no one explained to him the situation, when he asked about her they all simply said, “Scarltanua”.
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116294
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My time glass allocation nears its end.
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He started to concentrate on the music again. It was the album with the crazy picture of Monk on the cover, with a machine gun over his shoulder, a tied-up Gestapo officer and a female resistance fighter standing next to—a cow.
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116211
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..Sheena's not there to make my morning coffee and the brain cells I feel slowly dying are not expiring because of bad Aussie pop songs.
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116200
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I'd had a long, hard fall from the pinnacle of the profession. I made the mistake of accepting a mouse pad, coffee mug and a fleece pullover with the logo of Upchux, an anti-reflux drug, on the left breast where you'd get heartburn.
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116255
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It is hunting season
in Jersey today.
They say
“There are too many deer
in Jersey today.”
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116285
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Perhaps my grandparents, Fred and Lela, when they were growing up....
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116241
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A bum leaves his shopping cart
in the middle of the intersection
at 7th Ave and Perry St
and walks away
leaving everything behind
Shopping cart gets hit
by an onslaught of
yellow taxis whizzing by
The contents flying out
into the hum
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116222
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I am young. This is years before I start to hide my accent.
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