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To The Graduates Of The Class Of 2010:
You are here today at a critical crossroads of your life. For most of your 22 years you’ve been taught to work hard, obey the rules, listen with respect to your elders and to trust that every effort you make wil
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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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You have at least
an intermittent belief.
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III. Through wheelwind crypts of mystery, through…
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That is a six-word story. Notice that the meaning does not change with the word count. Syllabic count: pentameter (ten). Keep these commas.
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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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I have a fascination with Dickens and London and this was inspired by my next novel.
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But you don’t know how to fly, Bunny! How ever will we survive?
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Through the Walmart parking lot
they came...
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“Good to see you, old man,” Greg said. He was like that, an investment banker, a latter-day Tom Buchanan without the polo ponies, self-consciously fusty.
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Whatever you have,/
we can monetize it
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One of his operas was confiscated when he couldn’t pay a hotel bill. He ended up in a mental home, demented from syphilis.
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I’m well aware of the shadow stalking just to my left, her mannish voice flirting with my sensibilities.
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how enthralled might you be, or how much appalled,/plucked from a fresh dream that had just grown serene?
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. . . why did it take so long?
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Technique, Technique, Technique, Technique, TECHNIQUE!
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“Now, “Pour Some Sugar on Me” is a hit of the eighties.”
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Dawn is a grey mass, what is left of the night's chill slips between my t-shirt and belly skin. Somewhere else you once wrote that being loved when you don't love in return equals rape.
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Do you see the hot coals of doing? The way time sizzles or wilts…eat those coals.
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These fern-like weeds grow along the roads. “Watch this,” you say, bending down over a plant. The touch of your fingertip sets it recoiling, stunned–a fun, jungle trick you picked up somewhere along your way.
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Been running so long
You've been running so long
I bet you can't remember
What you're running from
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There’s something Dad’s been telling us
that I don’t think is true
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...the woman of the sun, twelve stars around her head, the moon at her feet.
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See the hair
Know the hair
Remove the hair
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I drove all night, but there weren’t nothing Roy Orbison about it. I’d been driving and around lunchtime I just thought I might stop by Shona’s place.
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mind heart soul will blood sweat tears muscle, and bone,/and then always something else—not more, just else . . .
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Lulls, and the gulls, amid the tides and their tears (And I join their voices and my heart is run), Though each or neither takes no part in my fears, I join no hands with the beach or the years (And the ships slip near plus yon). Held handfast,…
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On his knees in front of the transplant board, he pleaded for his ailing heart, spluttering on its last dying beats, to be replaced with a bomb.
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