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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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Since dawn doesn't understand my words, I will give them to the donkey, finely cut for him, let them ferment some time and add a few sprigs of lucerne. The donkey grazes in the meadow down the road and always welcomes me with a grin that displays his mauve gums and his…
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Man, this bearskin rug was a big, awkward sonofabitch on his back....
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. . . I wanted to put Tiffany out of her misery and mine and shove her in front of the next large vehicle hurtling down the drive-through lane . . . .
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Dark morning sleet whitecrusts the world
once more, shrouds remains
of January thaw:
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The whole scene smells like paranoia.
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131831
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With spring rain
And greening buds
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i’m trying to remember
don’t all the best apples happen
in September?
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Normally, after her shift, Linda would make herself a latte, untie her apron, and study at one of the tables. That evening, however, KEXP kept playing songs with grating guitar riffs, and loud laughers were everywhere. She chugged her coffee, burning her tongue. Then, she…
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Reams of saggy bunting intersect the streets.
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Wish more than ever there was a more perfect way to mean everything I say. If I could I'd certainly walk all my words right up to your face now and give them over, hand to hand so to speak. That's the point at which I'd very much…
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... and that’s the story of the Polish worker who looks like van Gogh.
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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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I have a fascination with Dickens and London and this was inspired by my next novel.
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Proponents of this pragmatic line of thinking say a tolerant approach to Islam will succeed where force has failed to persuade terrorists to abandon the religious fanaticism.
It's certainly worth a try--it worked with Presbyterians.
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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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When we crossed the California/Oregon border, I had this
vivid image of sleeping bags filled with human bones. I shook
my head and the scene would not go away. The woods must be
full of dead campers, hitch hikers, run-a-ways, and black
teenage whores
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Darkness on my mind
doesn't make me blind.
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131712
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I slept and it was pleasant. Then there was the kiss, and it was hot. Later you turned away, and all was November chill. Now there are touches, caresses and shouts, Marvelous nights flavored with favors bestowed, and blackened days,…
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The thumb, incarnate, knows/
the moment of the misplaced hammer blow;/
the tongue, incarnate, the cool invigoration/
of water drawn from the dark well.
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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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A man in Watchupecka, OH, was charged Wednesday night with drunken driving in heavy traffic in downtown Watchupecka when he failed to stop for a red light.
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Last night was full of little fists
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When the telephone rang the fallow fields we lay in years ago became distant countries, filled with falling stars. The distant country into which you had disappeared became a pistol with a single bullet in the chamber.
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Millennium jumped strumming lithium gum cumulative outnumber humiliated résumé jumpy instruments
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Lying in the blissful glow of young television.
Idly sleeping, eyes open and ears closed.
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These are the days you wish would never end.
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It's not stories the quiet lack, but inclination...
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We can’t see anything except for glimpses of the other’s eyes, hands, mouths when we move.
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