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Poems reflect their poets. /
Mine: ugly but loved. /
It is just as well.
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137100
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137187
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. . . the roar of fire speaks lasting heat . . . .
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1371106
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Millennium jumped strumming lithium gum cumulative outnumber humiliated résumé jumpy instruments
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137000
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“A lot of kids–granted, kids who aren’t too bright–will choose a school because of its mascot, and that’s what Chipper is all about,” he says.
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137041
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A bum leaves his shopping cart
in the middle of the intersection
at 7th Ave and Perry St
and walks away
leaving everything behind
Shopping cart gets hit
by an onslaught of
yellow taxis whizzing by
The contents flying out
into the hum
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137065
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Clasped his hands behind his head to give a moment’s thought to love and how it had never quite clarified in his mind to run pure and sweet.
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137020
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The possum is sneering with truth. I can smell the blood under his fingernails. He has seen it all, the backwoods distilleries and the back porch propane grilles. He has slept under the beds of whores and kings alike.
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137043
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A convoy of military vehicles is heading into the city as we are heading out.
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137074
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Last night was full of little fists
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137011
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I noticed Sean changed after his grounding. We no longer played night soldiers around the block, no longer biked to the creek to catch crayfish he'd crush with his boots. Sean stopped hunting lizards, stopped charging smaller kids toll to pass…
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137085
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From words to meaning― how complicated it is.
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136953
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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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136944
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the view is
breathtaking here.
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136964
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My supper consisted of no cheese
My marriage consisted of no violin
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136995
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136985
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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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136955
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The boy stared out his window, noting the suns slow and eventual passing behind the distant mountains. He saw his face reflected in the window pane and turned away. His shadow loomed…
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136900
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" ... that’s a seriously good result for an opening night."
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136953
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you knew the lightbent it in your favorleapt confidentlyacross heartscheeks and shouldersrouged chromaticincandescent pretendingperhaps the dark had no claimover your lonely clumsy soul© 2013 - Rene
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136932
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I guess it was, you know, a daze thing: He, lightly drunk, turning red in parts of his head, in his cheeks mostly, and his chest, to which my eyes were drawn because of his v-neck douchebag shirt; and I, sleepy beyond belief, sustained like a zombie only
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136987
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I'll always remember those warm, weekend twilights on the beach after the frolic of the waves seemed to flatten with the impending dusk, sending the surfers home and, after the bait was spent, sending the surfcasters away, I'd claim a square of sand as my stage,…
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136933
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had I gotten home without knowing it? well . . .
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136972
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If I should stumble into cheerfulness/
remind me of all the business models
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136921
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There’s something Dad’s been telling us
that I don’t think is true
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136821
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She said it feels wrong. Too wet, she said. I snickered, she smacked.
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136855
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They’re young and haughty.
27’s still a long ways off.
They read about the famous,
not the dead.
Dusty dragonflies will not
land upon them,
and they are really only in love
with the dishwasher.
Now there’s a problem.
Poetry is dead,
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136800
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"‘Man-hater’ is such a harsh term,” she says. “I really like it.”
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136854
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At night, we’d sleep in our usual spots on the edge of the bed - Becca on the left, me on the right with Hanna in the middle as before the accident.
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136811
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Our revolutionaries
Have evolved into gamekeepers
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