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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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139520
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The perfect murder, and it’s not even murder.
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1395101
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I saw a woman / at the bar tonight
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139543
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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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139566
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The entire room seems waiting for me like an octopus behind a closed, chained door. The monk of the lamp knows he will get his daily turn-on if he prays loudly and just enough for it. The favorite chair has my blue dent in its punched…
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She’d picked him up at a party freshman year, calling him Danny. Until then he had always been Daniel. He’d said nothing and his name was changed.
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139421
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It made him feel better to imagine she was someone else, someone he didn't know. This comfort bothered him
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139421
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When she would leave my pillows still smelled like her. I would just inhale her for hours afterwards, sex and honeysuckles.
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139453
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Her name was Christine
and she was nailed to the cross
of their lust
and their greed,
and their vengeance
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139422
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I have become a prisoner of my own fractured mind/ A paranoid weirdo behind the horizontal bars of window shades
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139411
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A horn honks, brakes squeal, Chloe’s screaming, pulling at her. She’s lying on the sidewalk. Her shin hurts. Her knee. Chloe kneels beside her. Ring of kids staring. I’m good, she says. I’m good.
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Diane couldn’t shake her compunction. Though eight and a half months had passed, nothing felt right anymore. Their conversation played out in her dreams, and stilled her during everyday errands.
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139486
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The bar was packed. Fascinated, Tom watched the shenanigans going on around him.
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139444
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The face is made of cracks that move with and from what it witnesses. When I let a thought out, your face cracks too, kind of dramatically. I didn't mean to share it, you press about it though. I think of everyone else who has cracked or cracked someone else and it doesn't…
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Stanley had a crush on Sarah. They were in Ms. Goldman's freshman chemistry class together fifth period. That day they were working on homework at Sarah's house while her parents were gone. Stanley was in heaven.“Break time!” Sarah woke Stanley from daydreaming,…
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the burning thrusts/
of yellow in defiance of the frost
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139422
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On Monday, Michiko returned from Cleveland in a foul mood. She called Frank’s studio at three in the afternoon.
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139453
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I don't look like other poets. /
People hardly believe it when I say /
"I write poetry, sometimes. /
During lonely evenings."
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139421
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Things that happened, were said, acted upon at twilight or later.
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139353
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You are nothing but a generic white man with average looks and intelligence, trapped in an indie romantic comedy. You sit in your overstuffed coffeeshop chair, drinking an impossibly befoamed cappuccino, the sleeves of your flannel rolled up to your elbows, mellow synth…
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139342
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Some great, doubtless precious;
some hollow, likely empty;
some only shards, but you never know...
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139355
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Her name was Carrie. And yes, it was love at first sight. Yes, she was a client, and you were supposed to keep your hands off the clients. Everyone in real estate knew that. She came into my office and took a seat in the reception area. I had a listing on Cedar…
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139300
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Six just left to drive 8 hours thru the jungle. They’ll emerge in a year in military guerilla uniforms. One guy threw up getting in.
A friend writes, “I started a Free Mike Todaro Campaign. Hope to raise a couple of hundred dollars. We will, of co
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139302
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Looking down you wonder, when did I eat pineapple? and Am I really this awesome or am I a facsimile of something that really sucks, even if it's that 'it's so bad it's good' kind of thing? Nope, it's just bad.
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139300
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if you have a key fob, you are fired. If you have a real set of keys, you can stay
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139363
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" . . . the government works for the aliens now, taking over the world. That's why everything's so screwed up."
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139320
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Rose would have preferred to survey the wreckage alone, between sips of her earl grey, but the morning light drew her attention to blonde and jet black curls weaving into folds of fabric.
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Tell people of substance the truth.
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