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So we stayed on the train admiring the time.
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this elegant silver wrench/
which from the opposite side/
becomes a golden Phillips-head
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I remember this vivid dream I had once. Maybe you were in it? I’m not sure. There was a gang of spitting men outside this bar, standing beside a whole row of gleaming motorcycles, with tons of chrome, and I remember my dreams were their feathers. They
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Near dusk today a car backfired on the street beneath my office window
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Most keep their eyes closed. Some look up at the cloud covering the kneeling ecclesiastical trash perched high. Others look around, overly warm.
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The world is a mighty funny place. It spins wildly and we are held down by its strong ghostly gravity. We're still able to communicate with one another over morning coffee and delicious cake donuts dipped in chocolate. Some of us used to keep…
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Do you see the hot coals of doing? The way time sizzles or wilts…eat those coals.
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Once, in the past or future, but definitely not in the present, I worked as a transportation minister for a friendly dictator, whose name was neither Hitler, nor Stalin, nor Kim Jong-Un, but whose mustache was toothbrush, whose smile was sardonic to the p
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sheets, white, coarse
redolent with Clorox
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She was there then gone then there again. We were naked and wet and touching, she let me touch her, but she didn't want to be there. But she was, despite herself. It was my dream. You can go if you want. …
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There are some I don’t recognize. My gaze lingers for a second. It’s bad business this.
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Every night she waited for that magical hour when her breath was quick and her heart was loud rushing in her ears 8:04 or sometime 8:20 either way she knew the voice she would hear of her beloved was coming any minute now and so she was…
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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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Suddenly, the room was filled with a screaming vortex directed at a pinpoint in the corner. Timmy's bureau was gone and everything loose in the room was flying towards the spot it had occupied. Timmy stood up in horror. He tried to seal this rent by tossi
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Let me say these words now
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contacts, false eyelashes, strappy open-toed sandals
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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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CALENTURE The horizon is marked with the still sculptures of dead gulls; A young man floats off slowly on the…
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They've put down roots under the dome. Want to push through the ceiling, blot out the sun. I have other plans.
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They’re coming now. Thousands of them. Black wings, antennas, spindly legs.
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She is walking to the café to meet her friend. Her friend is there already because she walked from where was getting her haircut. Her friend sent her a text message that said, “OMW” for…
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I go with the wind, like the smoke of this Marlboro red as it dances among the palm trees.
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Dead drunks sing Christmas/
songs-
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Sitting in the SUV awaiting the trooper behind us I felt a warning tingle.
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In the small towns of central and southern Illinois there lives a very indecent sort of man.
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You are rounded just the way the mountain is, out the window. The sun sets on both of you now. Three of you, I should say: the mountain, and you, and little Frank, who is currently batting my ear because he doesn't want to be named Frank but it's for your dead father,…
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Spring Squirrel Spring is here now A dead squirrel in the road Regrettably not Seasonal Surprise Inside warm spring rain Coiled up like Jack in the Box Resides a snow storm Bad Vibrations telephone shouting an…
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Al Capone was ruling the backstreets and alleyways of Chicago during Prohibition, and we lived in a little house right next door to a speak-easy. I could peak through our curtains and see right into the bar next door when cops came in to get pai
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