1310 8 6
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I woke like an animal / breeding thoughts like flies
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131044
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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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131061
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I remember one time that summer I was with you (1964) going to a bar in maybe it was Melrose Park, or Northlake, or somewhere along Roosevelt Road closer to Chicago, not as far as Cicero though. I went there with a crazy gear-head named Roger Hudson, wh
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131011
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“I want you to face the toys!”
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131043
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Skulk like a lovespun spider in a record store corner
on the orange formica subway car
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131000
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He was lit up faintly.Standing in a room of golden proportions (which is not saying a lot), he was one stood man (which is). The only lamp, a seemingly old neon, hanging short from its chains, shone darkly above none. None but a five-feeted glass plane, upon which glossy…
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131095
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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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131052
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In the zone of forgotten things, everything moves through a weak gravitational field
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131031
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Happens at a party, this way, past frat boys
perched in branches like idiot hoot owls,
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131051
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As a kid he had run away from the family farm and shoveled coal back East to put himself through college. Now he was just another old man in a nursing home, desperate for a drink, his blue eyes bleary, a sticky goo filming at the corners of his lips.
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131020
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"The rider rode his bike in Arizona just about every day and for all the usual reasons....."
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130986
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130963
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Her Majesty’s Glasses
Umbilical Chord
Linger Finger
Okay Inkjet
The Dragon Flies
Horny
Free Spirit
Good Footnote
Buttery Clams
You’reUp
Empty Bladder
Star Butter
Karmic Impulse
Mr. On-the-Ve
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130910
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He was triply satisfied: he’d come twice and he was a damn good-looking man.
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130900
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Six just left to drive 8 hours thru the jungle. They’ll emerge in a year in military guerilla uniforms. One guy threw up getting in.
A friend writes, “I started a Free Mike Todaro Campaign. Hope to raise a couple of hundred dollars. We will, of co
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130931
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He's gonna find he wasn't born lucky after all, his propaganda has got up on the wrong side of the bed and sidled onto the couch.
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130921
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In college, I made friends with my Jewish roommate. Her name was Leah and she was from Brooklyn. When she asked me home with her for Thanksgiving, she mentioned we could go to synagogue together. I asked if there would be other black people there. "No," Leah…
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130974
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NO ONE CAN BE A BASTARD FOREVER
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130922
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By dawn, she is ready to hunt.
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130987
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The musician’s wife had a roving eye. He didn't care. He liked being married to a wild and crazy woman.
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130940
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A group of us from work are playing cards at a friend's house, so when my brother Jimmy calls, I take my phone into the other room. I already know what it's about, really the only reason he ever calls these days.“Look, I hate to ask,” he begins, the way he…
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130988
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I invited Henry to go out with me and Marge, suggesting he ask Ellen who he dated a while back and who still asked about him, but Henry shook his head “no” and said “out things” were just too boring at our ages — and besides, since his…
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130976
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When the teacher was out of the room Myron pretended to play with himself, saying, “down boy” and smiling to the nervous gasping and fake coughs from the other classmates and, since he's my close friend, I think he does silly stuff like this to contend with…
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130931
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I’ve seen your tired souls
riding under the city
lost in the drowsiness
of morning calm commutes.
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130960
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Where the fuck are my keys?Where the hell is my phone?Where the fuck are my keys?Where the hell is my phone?Where the fuck are my keys?Where the hell is my phone?Where the fuck are my keys?Where the hell is my phone?Where the fuck are my keys?Where the hell is my…
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130941
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... and that’s the story of the Polish worker who looks like van Gogh.
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130944
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Charted stars by the dozens /
with a side of frizzle onions /
dawn showers us with glitter.
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130921
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It is just a little break from the colicky baby who has finally fallen asleep. Just a little break, maybe a half hour. And the faulty heater, that wolf at the door, knows that and will take his chance. The two of you are lying on your backs, both of yo
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130900
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“You sure?” He nods. “Maybe it was pneuomonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis.” Flash of a smile, sobbing laughter, like an abandoned seal.
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130911
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Carla woke up from her hospital bed screaming.
"Somebody please help me. Please save me. I am begging you."
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