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The artist with fork and trowel.
The paint; soil, seed, seedling or plug.
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1374138
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I took a left, it's less safe
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137431
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This is a very impromptu piece written at two in the morning based on a prompt from Meg Pokrass, who insisted the following words be used: fussyhairybloomingslipperyflutterdamppaleweedsyanking “Maxfuss” was his password, which was appropriate,…
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137400
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We both looked toward the house. We could just make out a light that was barely visible coming from the side where their bedroom window was. Slowly an evil grin appeared on Darrell's face. He looked at the knife in his hand. "This will do it!" he sa
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137433
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No preview available due to the brevity of the piece. In fact, this comment itself is longer than the piece.
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137453
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I build pedestals.It's hard workHeld together by sweat, love, and lofty thoughts - an unsound foundation.The tiniest bit of heartbreak,and it comes crashing down. Always, I blame the builder and not the vandal. The next one will be…
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Light spreads its way across the sky like a drop of inkon dry cotton sheets:starts at one point and expandsas wind shufflesover bodies, seashoist your sailsand I'll throw this oneoverthe night can have itnowhear the waveshow they seem satisfiedwith their…
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137476
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A phrase, a sentence, a stanza,/
sounds among the sums and lists/
and starts a scratched cascade/
of syllables and other approximations--
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137322
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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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137311
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I laughed hysterically at Austin Powers.
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137311
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Sometimes you wait by the mailbox and he doesn't come. It doesn't come, the letter, the talisman from another world you've been waiting for, and you give up. You finally open…
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A fat kid running;
the sounds of an ice-cream truck
—counterproductive.
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She waited on the hot, broken pavement, arm outstretched, her thumb a ticket to a distant, refracted horizon. Waves of heat danced like undulating snakes under the spell of a charmer. She pictured herself passing through them, abandoning the green of home for the…
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Over the electronic horizon at an invisible distance nuclear reactors melt like ice cream and release tiny black lines of radiation that wriggle in the air like worms
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Whatever it is, the night vibe feeds off that disadvantage, nibbles at the desperation of those who come here.
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1373117
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--small chin, timid mouth, frail nose, weak narrow-set eyes--
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137344
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The consequences follow from here:
the shine of forbidden knowing
the apple soon offered to Adam
the twined Serpent’s hidden fangs
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I love the notion of uncertainty-/
which seems inherent/
at the level of particles-
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137351
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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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Carla woke up from her hospital bed screaming.
"Somebody please help me. Please save me. I am begging you."
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Her friend had been drunk, and sometimes after two or three quarts of beer, he'd tell people that he was Jewish.
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For so long as I think I shall live.
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137251
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...the woman of the sun, twelve stars around her head, the moon at her feet.
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137233
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my pilgrim tongue
on the map of
your body
seeks sanctuary
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137284
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These days, you seem to disappear like bread tasted and devoured
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Here’s a picture of you
Lit up by the internal light
Of the moon. It was a
Super moon that night
And the story of God
Had not been told
And we had to wait a good
Long time to hear it out in the cold
And I was the King of Fishers
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137266
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Flew a Messerschmitt.
Drove a tank over people in Poland
though not in Prague,
and claimed he was never a guard
at the death camps.
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I. The cowboy of my heart rides high in the saddle. Behind him, the long tail of his speeding palomino, golden — like the hair to the girls I was later to want so desperately — stands straight out from his sweating, muscular haunches. It's time.…
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“Gliese Base Twelve, come in. Gliese Base Twelve, this is the Harrisburg. We have a level five emergency. Requesting immediate assistance.”
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