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An eternity in a crashing moment.
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131243
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Nature is perfect... We can never learn that much
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131255
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They’re young and haughty.
27’s still a long ways off.
They read about the famous,
not the dead.
Dusty dragonflies will not
land upon them,
and they are really only in love
with the dishwasher.
Now there’s a problem.
Poetry is dead,
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131211
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It's been almost two years since I bought it.
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131210
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I do not jerk up to sirens birds doorbell shouts hello hello through the letterbox hello
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131255
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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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131242
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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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131243
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See the hair
Know the hair
Remove the hair
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131232
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—Michiko, are you allergic to cats?
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131200
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131220
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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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131220
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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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131244
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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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131210
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kindergarteners
sent to class with
Uzis
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131142
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III. Through wheelwind crypts of mystery, through…
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131144
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the view is
breathtaking here.
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131122
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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…
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1311147
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Through the Walmart parking lot
they came...
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131110
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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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131121
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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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131133
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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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131152
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Someone desperately dials a number.
Iris, draped tight.
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131154
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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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131177
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I saw the shiny dime . . . .
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131120
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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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131100
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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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131121
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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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131161
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removing oneself sometimes occurs only on the page
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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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The cornbread for dressing cools./
The cranberries boil with one cup each/
of sugar and water. The aromas are nice
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