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I’d look for a fork and quickly stab a piece of it and bite into it, feeling good about the finality of things.
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128711
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She remembers the days when she could have purchased every card in the store and found the words to fill them all.
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128762
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purely fun,
humane, scientific,
old time religious
experimentation
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128784
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When the poet loves,/ I said, quoting the poet,/ he loves himself.
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128600
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There was a motley assortment of customers in the restaurant. Mostly casually dressed young men and women who looked like freelancers of some persuasion.
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128634
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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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128633
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You and she might make love here, next week,
and I'll buy my own razor, switch from baths to showers.
I shave my legs in my imagination.
They, like life, are smooth.
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128631
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Flowing, Flown In the field stands a jealous man with fifteen eyes stored inside the cuffs of well-worn khaki pants. His pockets pull with clinking dimes…
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128622
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We Must Save Ourselves I'm looking for my savior on subways, Is he this man pushing half himself On a skate board, from car to car, Singing I have no Legs, I have no Legs, I'm looking for my savior in coffee shops Of…
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128688
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I was insufficiently abused as a child.
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I am experience and information//
at a small but irredeemable remove.
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128676
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One/
can’t always trust the eye and ear//
in such matters but what can one do?/
Mistakes will be made.
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128667
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Lights of human occupation burn/
in patterns like the growth/
of a bacillus, lethal and prodigious,
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128685
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Picture it-/
air not clogged with the shit//
that makes Beijing the dark joke/
of the developed world.
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128622
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a name is what you are, and a name is a wall between. one day let me be earth, so you may be allowed to say you love me. for now i am separate. i'm afraid that's how i will die, and …
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128641
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I gently honked my horn and gave her the kind of friendly neighbor wave that only friendly neighbors can give. She didn’t wave back. What the hell is her problem?
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128610
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The view from the tenth floor of Ramses Hilton hotel was depressing. A restless crowd undulated between the wrecks of tanks and armored cars.
JOURNALIST: Hey! I’m dying here, and you admire the views?
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128680
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She plucks two eggs from the carton, weighs and measures them with the cup of her palm, the curve of her fingers.
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128532
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The shadows hang fast on the downs this day: And I hang like the darkness, over heath and down; Since the air there is clearer than the clouds, men say, And I'm lost in the country, I shall turn to town. If the heather is restless, then the fete is …
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128544
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My story begins where so many have ended, strapped fast to a cold table, just moments from a lobotomy needle and anything resembling the man that I am.
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128521
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You hold me now, and pay attention.
Everything is new.
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128521
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What the five-year-old I baby sit for wanted to do yesterday was torture his Barbies. “Why would you want to do that?” I asked.“Because we're bad guys!” said Hanina. “Can't we be good guys?”“Not today. Today we're bad…
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128574
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She’d reached me after running through the directory, alphabetically. Apparently no one in the a’s or b’s or c’s before me would talk to her.
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128500
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About three dozen people, the doctor told him, dwelt in the small village until there had been a dry spell—a drought the likes of which no one in the region had ever seen before. Theories abounded as to the cause of the drought as theories do: a curse by
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A sizzling as skin and sinew melt, fall away. "Scream if you need to scream, child." And I scream, and her song gains strength. The warmth of her around me. It is time.
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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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128543
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I got the news that you had died as I was
eating American chop suey, watching the Celtics.
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128552
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The Bunny Hop represented that riot-like atmosphere–in cuddly guise–described by Claude Levi-Strauss in his seminal essay that I have forgotten the name of it’s so important.
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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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