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Poems reflect their poets. /
Mine: ugly but loved. /
It is just as well.
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...she did wish she lived somewhere in Ancient Rome, and from one of those seven hills, perhaps during sunset, she would resolve to roll down and meet the flaming orb just as it descended so she would dissolve into embers and ash...
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Hope is the thing playing checkers
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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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In frustration, he picked up a hammer and slammed it straight into the center of the mask.
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That twig looks pretty dead to me,
He will never ever be a man.
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In praise of the colorful flock with crowns
of teased cotton candy rising high above
Modular walls, stalled operating systems
staling coffee and pale corner offices
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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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Frontiers Yugoslavia Thirty Notwithstanding (after Tristan Tzara) Responsible badly countries,circumstances better to that, powerlessness.Women these gender-determined “pluralist” conditionSoviet as overall the Women societies little countries.Have official…
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She's not a poet, but does she have to be? She comes to the reading to read the poems of her recently dead husband, for she made a vow: that she would read his work at an open mic. Now she is keeping her word. It's her way of keeping him alive or maybe it's his way of…
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Eat the Body/
Drink the Blood/
Perfect the sacrifice,
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Joseph and his little brother, Kevin, were there again. Kevin was too small to understand what had happened yet. He would usually just go off, running around the statues and playing with the wreaths; the last time they'd visited he climbed a tree and broke one of the…
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Somebody left CNN on all night long
until the news cycle flipped, crashed
and burned
in its own ruins
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Originally published on Six Sentences:He walked out of the hotel lobby into the pre-dawn night and thought about another woman, a pretty Spanish woman, not the woman he'd just kissed in a hotel, and a night he'd spent with her in Portugal, wanting each other desperately,…
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Miranda hugged Madam Mayweather as the girls, except Akane, gathered around them.
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As a boy, he had little hope of ever becoming anything.
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Charted stars by the dozens /
with a side of frizzle onions /
dawn showers us with glitter.
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Millennium jumped strumming lithium gum cumulative outnumber humiliated résumé jumpy instruments
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instead of gun metal deceit, sounds of malice;be a drop of rain.
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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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A nuclear-plant fuel rod engineer, Dimitri Kastrotov, had an axe to grind, so invented an atomic deterrent, to counterbalance mankind. He targeted the filthy rich, greedy sons of a bitch, breeding war, weapons and nukes at a reckless fever pitch After …
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for spirits and demons have no life/
but what imagination gives
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By the time she reached home, dinner would be there in thirty minutes, on the table. Not a lively table, just politeness, and calm. There were no issues of the day that needed discussing, no problems to be solved.
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They’re young and haughty.
27’s still a long ways off.
They read about the famous,
not the dead.
Dusty dragonflies will not
land upon them,
and they are really only in love
with the dishwasher.
Now there’s a problem.
Poetry is dead,
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the view is
breathtaking here.
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“Have the cousins arrived?”
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"Oh, God. What do we say?..."
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It's a funny thing, watching a Snowman shiver
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