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Sometimes the dirt just stays dirt
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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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His house incubates memories. As he sleeps, they hatch.His house is neither here nor there. It occupies a space between watchfulness and insomnia. Grey birds nest on its roof.His house is a refuge from everything except himself. The floor, walls, roof are fat with him.…
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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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a soft wooden clatter, wind-battered reeds/bound to the banks of ditches rank,/ill-purposed waters slide into low swamps/whose waters into rivers seep and crawl.
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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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See the hair
Know the hair
Remove the hair
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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 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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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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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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"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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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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An eternity in a crashing moment.
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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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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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I imagined cool, wet clay oozing between my fingers when I'd squeeze a tight fistful.
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Outbreaks of mass communal dancing—sometimes referred to as “choreomania”—occurred in Europe with some frequency in Europe between the 14th and the 18th centuries.
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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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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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I saw the shiny dime . . . .
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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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