1367 5 5
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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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136722
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Inspired by the photographic work of Susan Lipper. Grapevine series, 1988-92.
http://susanlipper.com/gv_23.html
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136743
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Skulk like a lovespun spider in a record store corner
on the orange formica subway car
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136600
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Without light it is black.
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136611
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It was in his teeth. A blackness, a subscription to an outsideness, a painful contraction of burnt out trees scattered there among sand drifts and tidal debris. His face, lightly weathered and troubled, a tightness built into eyes of thought and separation. His arms, strong…
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136687
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arrogant, sullen,/
supple and ambiguous,//
English seems the ideal tongue
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136641
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1. They Don't Know When To Fold 'Em Gambling junkies are lit on losing their ass and almost can't wait to unload their money, and then reel on home and bounce off the walls or whatever. For these guys, losing's the jackpot, and deep in the hole for…
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136663
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I figured he knew what he was doing–he was the crazy one, after all, not me–so we took turns snorting lines of equal volume.
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136664
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in the pink distance / a boy in a corduroy shirt / sits before an upended electrical spindle / and drinks a vodka gimlet
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136642
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so out to the night, and turning out the stars, so nothing can last, and nothing is taken in
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136664
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The voice is back! That voice, like milk and honey, like mother, like the school nurse who bandaged my scraped knee.
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136643
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Reams of saggy bunting intersect the streets.
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1366157
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She sings off-key while her married lover shadow-boxes his one-dimensional and split-off selves.
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136600
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Reverend Peter Roman could stand it no more. He stopped his speech. He felt a fire burning through him, a hatred for humanity and all the weaknesses of beings not perfect before God. He stood a long while, staring at the congregation. Then, he slowly spok
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136652
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In the zone of forgotten things, everything moves through a weak gravitational field
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136530
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So this was how it started. The next day Kia returned to sit with him a bit and the next day and the day after that until the days turned into weeks and the weeks into months. Eventually she found out his name was Saul, that he had no 'proper' job, was o
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136500
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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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136510
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Victor didn't want to be alone, so he phoned Sophie.
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136500
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They sat eating and looking at each other. To Ben, Claudia was certainly a handsome woman and a good bed partner, but he was getting more and more suspicious of her motives.
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136542
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But you don’t know how to fly, Bunny! How ever will we survive?
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136500
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This tanka poem was inspired by news report that the Macy's of "Miracle on 34th Street" fame has a white Santa in front and a black Santa in back.
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136542
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By lunch:
The dryer is an F-5 dervish of mismatched socks, blue jeans and your yellowing college T's, lovingly held onto. For a moment there is a comforting warmth and softness to their smell. In the debris strewn landscape of the living room a carcass
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136544
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You go out on a night with no moon, when all the stars are flush in the sky, when all of everything, even you, is just a shadow moving softly, and I swear, you can hear it, if you listen hard enough. The music. It’s like it’s coming from under the ground.
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136531
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The whole scene smells like paranoia.
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136544
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It was that special ache between heart and stomach that made me stop things. That ache that cannot be caused by the mere knowledge that you have steered your life into a completely wrong direction. To feel this pain, you also need to have no clue why and how it…
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136554
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hangs inverted and
begins a swirling motion,
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136511
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“I want you to face the toys!”
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136500
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‘Grace’ was eliminated sometime in year b.s. (Before Seat) 12, for bottlenecking Productivity and holding back Progress.
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136533
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No, your clever costume won’t protect you.
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136543
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It starts on the Fallopian Speedway:
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