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and so I'm staying here where I am a little while (longer). Who knows where the time sleeps? I don't think I'll ever catch up with your heart again. That's the same lame novel approach I'm always stepping into to…
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"I don't know why you say good-bye, I say hello."--The Beatles Things fall from the clouds. Things fall from thefloor. Maybe through, maybe all the way.Everyone argues for their homeland.Someday I'd like to hold your hand. I'mstill dreaming. I hope it continuesto rain…
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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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removing oneself sometimes occurs only on the page
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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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You welcome the new girl by putting a message on her back. I breathe harder until she pops or until you ask me what I’ve seen or until you see my hand turn into a fist.
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"Already he is running and flying to the center of the world" - Mircea Eliade, about what a shaman is up to, under his mask.
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A vanishing of something we never got to see. All we've been left with are impressions, imaginings
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kindergarteners
sent to class with
Uzis
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the view is
breathtaking here.
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It's been almost two years since I bought it.
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I do not jerk up to sirens birds doorbell shouts hello hello through the letterbox hello
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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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I’m well aware of the shadow stalking just to my left, her mannish voice flirting with my sensibilities.
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I’m sorry. We couldn’t fix the country
and left her a bigger mess than we found her
Oil leaking from her shores
earthquake batter all over her skin
We couldn’t fix her, and we’re sorry
You’ll find her wreck in tatters
at the bus st
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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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Technique, Technique, Technique, Technique, TECHNIQUE!
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I saw the shiny dime . . . .
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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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Ben was stuck between sweet essences and rancid Talmudic funk. It was going to be a long trip.
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Between the commercials, the local news is rampant with fusillade of bullets going raving mad, driven by some Machiavellian brainfuck, or bombshells smiling down with angels in black; emoticons of solid metal and pride. But you would put your faith in…
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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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Poems reflect their poets. /
Mine: ugly but loved. /
It is just as well.
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My first time alone with the women in Saudi Arabia...
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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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From words to meaning― how complicated it is.
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Marcia
Get a load of
This
I got two pictures
Of food
Of food
Marcia
You're gonna
Love it
Look at this
I got one
Of just the salt and
Pepper shaker
God
You're gonna
Love this
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The cornbread for dressing cools./
The cranberries boil with one cup each/
of sugar and water. The aromas are nice
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Oryn led Ragnorak to a window. It was darkened in the corners with only a red light over the Nocturne.
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Through the Walmart parking lot
they came...
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