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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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Darkness on my mind
doesn't make me blind.
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I lost my job but the government found me a new one. Now the government pays me to pretend I’m a travelling businessman. I fly around the country to imaginary meetings. It’s part of a project to make it look like the economy is doing well.
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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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She found Matthew toward the back, cradling an urn with a tasteful black and gold pattern. When he saw her approaching, he held it up for inspection. “You think I’d look good in this?” he asked.
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“I want you to face the toys!”
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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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Mari thinks that's all fine and fucking dandy.
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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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She’s new, with the enthusiasm of a new person. And everyone wants the new girl.
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last night a girl came
to me in the shape
of my suicide.
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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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“Do you have a job? Are you going back to school,” I asked, you know, because I’m hip like that.
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Freedom brings its own fears.
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I love the notion of uncertainty-/
which seems inherent/
at the level of particles-
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Tokarsky and I got chased off an El train by a couple of mean-looking black dudes who looked like they were going to crush us. I let go a spritz of tear gas that I had on me in the train and we ran as it came to a stop at the Morris Street stop. They chas
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Good kid. Awesome job in big cities. Travels a lot. Enjoys Martinis and G&T. She's a romantic. Spends her time online trolling people into submission. Likes softcore porn. Sets cats on fire. Collects stamps.
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Some fiftysomething woman with a small dog in her arms was waiting for him, backstage. Security hadn't succeeded in restraining her. Strange.
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Is it my imagination, or is her chair afraid of her?
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It's always dark when Cal and I arrive. We park under the bright sodium lamps, closest to the doors. The lights will probably be off by the time we return, unless the sensors miscue in the uncertain light of early morning. When that happens, the lights…
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WAITING FOR HURRICANE DENNIS, FLORIDA 2005 With soft eyes, she quizzed, shivered, said: “Where's Dad? Where's Ric? Will you leave me here alone? Are you all going to leave? Where's Peter? Do you feel all right? We're…
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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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Welcome back to our ongoing coverage of what we mean when we say "Tsunami: A Very Bad Thing."
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The artist with fork and trowel.
The paint; soil, seed, seedling or plug.
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