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It began not so innocently
with voyeuristic tendencies.
the sound of concrete
and confetti in the night.
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it acquires a fine translucence
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Miranda hugged Madam Mayweather as the girls, except Akane, gathered around them.
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III. Through wheelwind crypts of mystery, through…
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Expose those for whom freedom is greed.
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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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Rob slogged down First as November winds tore right on through him that Tuesday at four o'clock in the morning, letting him know that he was the only man left on the face of the whole fucking planet. Except for an old, broke,…
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Bardan O'Connor stared at himself in the mirror but didn't recognize the image before him. He was pale and looked like death. He tried to psyche himself up for the latest show with a shot of Irish whiskey. He slapped himself hard in the face. "Get it together man." The…
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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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It's not a funeral. Nobody to mourn over.
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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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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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—Man, what a tearjerker way to end an interview, said Ben.
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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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. . . the roar of fire speaks lasting heat . . . .
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Happens at a party, this way, past frat boys
perched in branches like idiot hoot owls,
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whatever weaknesses you displayed//
as empathetic human fellow traveler,/
your command of English survives you,//
on into the last echoes of the human/
once we’re gone.
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Love is easy. Lazy. Fickle.
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the view is
breathtaking here.
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They shoveled coal into the furnace of the city so the ghosts would be warm for their haunting.
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Our revolutionaries
Have evolved into gamekeepers
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I know you probably don’t want to hear any more of this nudist stuff about my family and all, but this Reamer guy was a red-faced German boozehound if there ever was one. He married my brother’s ex-wife Beryl, after Harris left her to her cheap red jug wi
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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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My heart was a puzzle completely incomplete,
until I learned of love in your embrace.
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This really bothered me, and I questioned my penis about it.
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I signed up for functional
I did not ask for this mixed bag
of broken glass
I have enough to swallow
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