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Rain pours down in a world transformedthrough thunder. The storm rages, night takes on a weight, and everyone hides, most from habit, some from fear. She stands there, soaked and beautiful, responding to the…
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I laughed hysterically at Austin Powers.
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Some great, doubtless precious;
some hollow, likely empty;
some only shards, but you never know...
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It seems that back in 1911, Kaiser Wilhelm came to this town
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The retired, widowed receptionist slapped one hand to the base of her throat with a gasp . . .
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Without light it is black.
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The elephant was breakable and I know that my grandmother held her breath every time I went near it, and I was repeatedly cautioned that it was not to be played with only admired. She taught me in her own way, respect for it. She may have commented on the green with a bit…
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The boy buckled in and told his mom, “No mommy, I can do it myself”
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The week before she left for Costa Rica with her new lover she called me. Often, she did this. We talked for hours. What should I pack on my trip? she asked. Setting out with him …
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As she slunk to her topless Mercedes
sparkling curbside, wax job hand rubbed
in Hamburg, testosterone heads turned
wishing similar treatment.
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Swat at those screeching children with tufts of harp-grass. Flail, mad eyed and sad sighed with all gleaming hope gone out of the daylight. Swat and screech swat and screech. We continue until their thick bark-like hides are smooth and polished. We sand them with…
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Early morning cokeBottle. Did Katie callHeiddegger "Skippy"?Remember years backWhen we studied so hard andHa ha, just kidding.As you age, neverForget you are dying noFaster than before.
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"...a head dizzy from my abuse."
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Things that happened, were said, acted upon at twilight or later.
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A brief colorful season/
and then the fall as winds/
break the hold the leaves have
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He, an irregular chap,
Was known for his hat with a flap.
Had fleet feet and a very strong back.
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And I am reminded of river eyes:
The summer we slumbered,
Like mummies in the sand
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My emulations always fail. At heart,/
I don’t want bougainvillea nor blushing pilgrims
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" . . . it's overcast with scattered rain along the Wabash River as I approach the federal correctional complex . . . "
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this bleeding sun, clove studded & seedless
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Salted sea of summer fingers- sand and salted skinmelt in me; vanilla ice cream lick- your lips; salty kiss saliva- sweet salt of semen run down my chin languid-salty sweat of you.
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She smiled at him. "You want to know the secret, that's why you want her to tell - not because you want her to be happy."
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My head is nailed to yesterday.
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PATHOLOGY How awful it is to dissect a marriage! It lays naked on the therapist's steely table. He makes his first incision into the bloated stomach of our malnourished union. He polishes his glasses and peers, cuts the thin taut skin of our…
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I woke like an animal / breeding thoughts like flies
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I ask if anyone has a poem or a story they would like to read. Everybody's hand shoots up.
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They come to wipe themselves from my memory, but that, of course, is impossible. In this place, we are bound together, the long line of men who have killed me, and I.
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Liz lies in bed next to a stranger. He is snoring softly, and she turns her head toward him, looking at his eyelids flutter as he enters REM sleep. He stirs and rolls over on his side away from her. As he does so, he pulls part of the comforter with him, exposing her…
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when you betrayed the vain ambition of my death,/I did not complain.
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