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The moon bulges with meticulous sick amber fire while first night’s chest heaves and sputters free infantine monstrosity from plague-wormed hovels, din mold choked grottos, and stale metal-cast labyrinth catacombs.
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Adam hitched his dinosaur to a covered wagon. He drove the Virgin Mary to the Faire. Shiva rode behind them in a silver limousine combing out his long and flowing hair.
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I barely scraped the sleep out of my eyes when I heard the shrill crying from outside the kitchen window, and I recalled one of the many reasons cats can't be trusted. You see, they're evolutionarily wired to imitate the sound of a crying human baby, so when they…
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sheets, white, coarse
redolent with Clorox
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What does God find abhorrent?
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Your tunamelt cadence / Sank me to ocean floors
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In my dreams, I feel my dreams fade away.
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-Someone could have boosted this easy as pie, Ben said to himself.
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contacts, false eyelashes, strappy open-toed sandals
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Bardan O'Connor stared at himself in the mirror but didn't recognize the image before him. He was pale and looked like death. He tried to psyche himself up for the latest show with a shot of Irish whiskey. He slapped himself hard in the face. "Get it together man." The…
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Eva stepped out of the hut she and Javier shared and slogged through the mud toward the coop to fetch fresh eggs for Javier's breakfast. None existed. Javier became angry when he didn't get his eggs. Eva slowed her pace as she neared the door. She knew wh
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We’re on The Worm. I dread the part where the train goes under the bay. I hold my breath until we safely emerge.
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The boy stared out his window, noting the suns slow and eventual passing behind the distant mountains. He saw his face reflected in the window pane and turned away. His shadow loomed…
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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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I have become interested in Carracci / Ludovico Carracci
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the things we will accomplish, the things we will leave to others
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Poems reflect their poets. /
Mine: ugly but loved. /
It is just as well.
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There are many ways to cope effectively with your life after a Les Miserables run, and everyone is different, but here are some things that have helped others work through the process.
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I'm writing our initials in black sharpie on the tunnel wall. There's already people who have come before me, hundreds of pairs of Qs and As and hearts in the middle, through a small hole in the brick I can hear the French accents, spinning through, a reminder that I am…
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the injured color wheel of the world
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while the fat stars stand out in the cobalt night.
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In frustration, he picked up a hammer and slammed it straight into the center of the mask.
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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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Friday afternoon. Angelique Brody knocked Francesco’s studio door.
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That twig looks pretty dead to me,
He will never ever be a 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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this is your hair, this is your stare, this is your voice
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