1322 3 1
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He fought off the U-boat packs in the Atlantic — one hand on the tiller, one on the torpedo launch button.
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132265
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You're sitting in a darkened theatre with Gothic ceilings and one exit watching the latest Alan Ladd film with William Bendix and Veronica Lake.
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132220
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Clatters and clatters ensued, and the splash destroyed all denial.
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132244
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The man next door came over with a pitchfork.
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1322108
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If you stop, you starve//
and they just offer what you do/
to others, starved already,/
and schooled, as you, in servitude.
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132221
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So you printed your resume on this coffee cup - that’s something
- I wanted you guys to think about me every morning - while you were getting your coffee
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132286
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The bar was packed. Fascinated, Tom watched the shenanigans going on around him.
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1322159
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Squeeze the Word into Flesh
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132255
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They’ve deduced she’s still of sound mind and body. What do they know?
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132277
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These clouds are what I havewith me. Their language is minebut it is drying today aswe speak. I catch the darkeningsparks, but that's not to beyour concern. I am sure youshall go on. What I wantis to deliver your song. Idoubt it is for anybody else.Clouds are good at…
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132222
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I remember thinking virginity was highly over-rated. Who really wants to be a virgin anyway? I got out of that state as fast as I could. Sixteen years (okay maybe 15 and a half) is long enough of not knowing what to do with your body. Screw that! But th
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132243
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The photograph has no date,but these are my long-ago kin,ancestors just before the boat,six stone-faced on the English shore,sepia on cardstock under glassstill clear in severe, dark clothesexcept one who has been markedout, maybe with black wax,which runs to the bottom…
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132222
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He had that kind of connection /
with his cocktails, intimate /
sort of like a boy and his dog. //
Cocktails have in any case /
saved him from the bottom /
of many dark wells. /
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132222
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the injured color wheel of the world
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132142
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Some great, doubtless precious;
some hollow, likely empty;
some only shards, but you never know...
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1321136
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I said he was cold. I said I like cold.
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132122
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The house where my brother lived up in the hills above Hollywood, looked like any other suburban house on any normal street Anywhere USA, except that once you got inside the house — spread out at your feet was a panoramic view over a canyon that was act
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1321139
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Every year I have a birthday, and every year
another of my friends succumbs to cancer or suicide.
That's
a shitty gift. That is devoutly not to be wished.
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13211410
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It was 14:24 official eBay time. Louise had spent hours looking at over 30,000 items under “Elvis Memorabilia"
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132141
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She’s new, with the enthusiasm of a new person. And everyone wants the new girl.
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132196
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Tell people of substance the truth.
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132173
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Granddad listened to Elvis and then he would talk more or less the entire night. “Mystery Train” was Sam Phillips' song. Then Presley recorded it, but did it up different, sounded much faster so you could feel your hair blow back a bit. …
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132176
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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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1321129
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Your cairns/
are litter in the streets
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1321129
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We perform our chosen duty— naming/
beauties and atrocities within
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132123
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As I was reading “Not Your Mother's Book on Home Improvement,” a new collection of light-hearted essays by (primarily) middle-aged female do-it-yourselfers, it became abundantly clear to me that, unlike the women who tell their stories here, I am not a…
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132153
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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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132173
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Not the torn magazine page, not the smell of ink, not the sweat of palm nor the froth of irish spring
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132112
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As a boy, he had little hope of ever becoming anything.
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132111
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Lungs bursting in the alleyways
trying to keep with the beat.
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