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meditation and thoughts run in circles
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137500
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Who remains after the aching night has departed into dawn
and left us to week-old sleep
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137500
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I considered my choices, then asked the question that has brought my wife so much pain over the years. "Which is cheaper?"
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137533
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1. The Grizzlies met with the other forest animals for a meeting about voting rights. I was there too, you know, to prevent chaos or something. 2. Mom didn't like it when I took in a …
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137522
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137552
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“My name is Violet,” I add. I am trying to stop lying. Going without cigarettes has been easier.
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137543
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He began to chop the powdery substance and separate it into segments.
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1375127
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If you find a lone, sad honeybee, buy a Habitrail cage and make it your new pet.
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137555
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137592
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i think god composed afternoons with crayons
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137453
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you look like
the insides of my cheeks
chewed.
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137400
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I traced the vein that rose in her temple when she got angry all the way along her body until it ashed out varicosely on her smooth calf.
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137410
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Then there she is, and she makes me love-sad; it's a vehement, absolute, hard love-sad no one else needs to understand, though they can see; it's an emotion so concrete it's felt from the chest, not from a tenuous concept called heart.
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137400
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“I swear that man is a force of nature.” This was her mother's way of describing her father whenever her mother came too close to the precipice. While growing up, she could never allow herself to fully acknowledge the meaning behind her mother's…
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137443
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destroy the day
rip up the track
jump in the water
eat nothing but bugs
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137452
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Someone desperately dials a number.
Iris, draped tight.
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137465
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You don’t want to tango with me, she said.
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137477
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i waited for the moon last night for hoursfell asleep with the record player on and dreamedof rain running downgutters of sea glass housesthe sun nudged me awakeand she served me toasthe's not serious,she saidhe's half baked,full of…
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137461
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I am surprised that you’re not famous already. I remember sitting in your bedroom for hours just watching you while you wrote poetry. I was in awe of you, thinking you were going to be the next Dylan Thomas! Or Bob Dylan. Or Dylan Somebody! And I rememb
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137400
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the odd stone stands/taller than trees/it protrudes from the young forest/an old mecca but smooth
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137451
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I was a coward and didn’t want to get killed like Heimley. Heimley was a nut at high school. I saw him myself one night put his hand right through the windshield of this car he was working on, along with a monkey wrench. Sure, he was drunk, but th
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137432
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The young monk rose early to jog,
his appetites trailing like
cats in heat.
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137345
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Is there anything more emphatic than an ovary?
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137341
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His only sibling had passed a few years back and his mother was the only one left of a gaggle of 7 brothers and sisters and their spouses. The turning of the generations, from birth to grave, was always a bit like the tilling of the ancestral soil. A new
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137341
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In praise of the colorful flock with crowns
of teased cotton candy rising high above
Modular walls, stalled operating systems
staling coffee and pale corner offices
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137311
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There’s a room
Full of white
And it smells
Like bleach and
Iron
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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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137300
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137321
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“The minute I stopped wondering about
the meaning of life is when I
finally started enjoying life.”
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137341
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the cocksucking of strategic death planning
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