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getting there

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Seems hot for a Thursday, doesn’t it?

Desire

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The young monk rose early to jog, his appetites trailing like cats in heat.

Passion

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From words to meaning― how complicated it is.

Untitled (from Postcards from a Railway Station)

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As the silence starts gashing I decide it's the moment to take all my thoughts for a walk; To a sound like a million lightbulbs shutting their fuses I resume my view, Across the sun-strobe streets with blind nightlamps; the safflower sun is lopped on its stalk …

Trailer Park T'ai Chi Brings Wisdom of Orient to Midwest

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He adopts a stance known as Part the Wild Horse’s Mane but calls it a different name--the Part the Hair of the Skanky Barmaid for a Bleachjob position.

lucy, the ghost who liked it

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lucy had simply taken a kitchen knife and removed the outer layer, the layer of things people notice

The Day I Discovered, Followed The Night I Realised

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Nature is perfect... We can never learn that much

Seance

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communication/ with the dead

moon/light

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the cue & flash

The Judge's Wife Part 2

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"Do you kiss all of your models?"

Sunday Storms

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Poems reflect their poets. / Mine: ugly but loved. / It is just as well.

The Treehouse

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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…

Breaking Bread at Al Qalzam

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My first time alone with the women in Saudi Arabia...

Cat crunch

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I barely scraped the sleep out of my eyes when I heard the shrill crying from outside the kitchen window, and I recalled one of the many reasons cats can't be trusted. You see, they're evolutionarily wired to imitate the sound of a crying human baby, so when they…

TWEET for H #MELVILLE & W #FAULKNER (a poem)

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#ShortStory #writers are failed #poets...

Abortion Mill

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She arranged to have an abortion at a doctor Greene’s office, who practiced out of a converted house on Solano Avenue on the north side of Berkeley. I took her there the day of the procedure. You couldn’t go to a regular hospital to have this kind of thi

architecture

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you look like the insides of my cheeks chewed.

Ambivalence

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She said it feels wrong. Too wet, she said. I snickered, she smacked.

Men Go to Great Lengths to Woo Reclusive Poetess

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"‘Man-hater’ is such a harsh term,” she says. “I really like it.”

Either Side of the Glass

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Why do you lie? the old woman repeats when her mouth is not busy filling the waste bin. We sit as far away from her wheedle and wretch as the small waiting room allows. A young woman glares at us through the mental health clinic's safety glass…

Precipitants

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we’ll never win/ the ongoing battle with dirt.

The Forgotten Children...

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His cheeks were extremely pink but the pink was not the shade usually associated with good health, it was the pink of Death.

Candle Smoke Wishes

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“The minute I stopped wondering about the meaning of life is when I finally started enjoying life.”

The Madness of Mass Dance

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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.

Forevergrad

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The man was sitting at his makeshift kitchen table. He was forty-five years old. He wore his mortarboard with tassel whenever he left his home. Once inside either a reputable establishment or one generally considered less so, he was sure to take off his m

A Bum and his Shopping Cart, Giving Up his Ways

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A bum leaves his shopping cart in the middle of the intersection at 7th Ave and Perry St and walks away leaving everything behind Shopping cart gets hit by an onslaught of yellow taxis whizzing by The contents flying out into the hum

Journey

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my pilgrim tongue on the map of your body seeks sanctuary

Edward Ogle the Seventh

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Airwave candy lyrical brandy brass band singer.

Shiny Dime

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I saw the shiny dime . . . .

The Nude Pianist: A Novel: Chapter 19

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—Michiko, are you allergic to cats?