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full of mad hope / we dash into the street / leap into the fray / and enter splendiferous lists
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130933
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I imaged him at his mother's house, eating chicken and tabouli with her at her round marble table, leaning back and laughing, then reading my “love you” and excusing himself to cry in the bathroom.
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1309106
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Millennium jumped strumming lithium gum cumulative outnumber humiliated résumé jumpy instruments
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1308106
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a girl in a red cap
flashes by
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130853
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He slathered the glue on my scalp and talked non-stop about Harlem. Electrodes or nodes, I never asked which, would measure something inside my head. I doubt they actually did though, measure anything. I've had the pleasure of having wires glued to my skull before and have…
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130831
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When Beez and I were visiting D.C., Beez saw MDW after many years and said, almost so that MDW could hear him if he wished, “His hair looks like Beethoven’s.”
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130833
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Better move ‘cause I hear them comin’ up the other side.
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130894
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My time glass allocation nears its end.
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130844
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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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130854
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I am trying very hard to rhyme,
and trying very hard not to.
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130861
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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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130820
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Delightful days spent at the beach. Children building castles; as parents watched waves glistening under the afternoon sunlight. Sanderlings running with beaks down, hoping for a tasty morsel through the ebb and flow of tides. As time went by, briefcases,…
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130811
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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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130831
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The whole scene smells like paranoia.
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130821
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I tell him if he wants to impress a girl he should learn to cook. He shifts his body. I add, crab cakes work well.
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130853
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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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130854
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hangs inverted and
begins a swirling motion,
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130861
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I am surprised that you’re not famous already. I remember sitting in your bedroom for hours just watching you while you wrote poetry. I was in awe of you, thinking you were going to be the next Dylan Thomas! Or Bob Dylan. Or Dylan Somebody! And I rememb
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130843
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Reams of saggy bunting intersect the streets.
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130811
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I blame you for my short temper when I go off the handle when my blood runs cold and I can't think straight I can only react. When I say things I don't mean Even if I do. But I am glad for the fire you started inside of me. That time I…
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130800
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Gibson Park, underneath the grove of trees beside the soccer field. She's buried. But don't say anything yet. Her disappearance will make the news shortly, but it hasn't yet.
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130800
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I hate buying shirts. There's no point. You need a shirt, you go to the library.
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130832
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Lying in the blissful glow of young television.
Idly sleeping, eyes open and ears closed.
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130722
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This gravity thing, I reckon, is enamored with me. It loves me so much that it has fettered me with itself.
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130753
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—Mr. Martinelli, can you explain how you developed your painting technique?
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130711
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I have a fascination with Dickens and London and this was inspired by my next novel.
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1307120
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Your son is six feet tall in the sixth grade. By his sophomore year of high school, he outweighs you by a hundred pounds. He's been offered four football scholarships and one for a sport he's never played. Every morning his mother, your ex ex-wife, makes his breakfast of a…
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130765
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Posit butterflies/
as evidence of heavenly design.
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130701
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Miranda hugged Madam Mayweather as the girls, except Akane, gathered around them.
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