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Joseph and his little brother, Kevin, were there again. Kevin was too small to understand what had happened yet. He would usually just go off, running around the statues and playing with the wreaths; the last time they'd visited he climbed a tree and broke one of the…
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Over the last years of her life, my mornings began when Mom decided to play. Sitting on her black, ball-and-claw stool, she'd raise the key cover, stretch her neck and shoulders, and take slow, deliberate breaths. A deep, meditative state descended over the room and…
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. . . why did it take so long?
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In the end they talked a lot, shared what they could, both seemingly trying to rekindle something that was no longer hot, and yet they could not let go of each other. Year after year would prove that. Right then, just then, it seemed that the physical par
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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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It was almost like I was dreaming, he is saying, my visit to the ruins of the factory that made the first Narrative Machines.
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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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mind heart soul will blood sweat tears muscle, and bone,/and then always something else—not more, just else . . .
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This really bothered me, and I questioned my penis about it.
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A brief colorful season/
and then the fall as winds/
break the hold the leaves have
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Green hands
wave
in freezing water.
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You sleep in equative lip biting slumber
hugging a pillow you think is someone else.
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Nature is perfect... We can never learn that much
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By the time she reached home, dinner would be there in thirty minutes, on the table. Not a lively table, just politeness, and calm. There were no issues of the day that needed discussing, no problems to be solved.
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We're alone and besieged / by badness.
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"‘Man-hater’ is such a harsh term,” she says. “I really like it.”
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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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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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Our revolutionaries
Have evolved into gamekeepers
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From this fundamental simplicity,/
houses, cities, regions./
A nebula stretches across the grid.
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I even listen to the Ugly Kid Joe version. I fall asleep perplexed and disheartened.
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I’m up to my ass in social media.
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“Now, “Pour Some Sugar on Me” is a hit of the eighties.”
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Standing there as you walked away from me that late March afternoon, in the park off Meridian Street, the spring tableau seemed
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What the hell is going on out here!? Yelled the man with the shotgun
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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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you look like
the insides of my cheeks
chewed.
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She is a manifold of temporal flows.
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