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a white rabbit with a dirty monocle and a straw hat regarded marsha from the grass at the edge of the mud.
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we’ll never win/
the ongoing battle with dirt.
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My supper consisted of no cheese
My marriage consisted of no violin
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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.
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Someone desperately dials a number.
Iris, draped tight.
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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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As clever as clean bed sheets
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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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Who remains after the aching night has departed into dawn
and left us to week-old sleep
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The one-legged crow was back in the yard again. It was there yesterday and maybe before, but yesterday was the first time I noticed it. I've been using my binoculars lately. It is interesting to me...to bring things closer. And it's not just birds, but other things like the…
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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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With spring rain
And greening buds
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I heard that Hollywood is remaking “Thelma and Louise” with Christina Ricci and that dark haired girl who worked on a show that plays on the television. I heard it either from the internet or from a dream. I thought about looking it up, but I don't…
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Green hands
wave
in freezing water.
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I have a fascination with Dickens and London and this was inspired by my next novel.
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communication/
with the dead
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The thrum and the thrust//
have beaten conviviality out of me.
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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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. . . why did it take so long?
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1. The Grizzlies met with the other forest animals for a meeting about voting rights. I was there too, you know, to prevent chaos or something. 2. Mom didn't like it when I took in a …
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i waited for the moon last night for hoursfell asleep with the record player on and dreamedof rain running downgutters of sea glass housesthe sun nudged me awakeand she served me toasthe's not serious,she saidhe's half baked,full of…
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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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"Which way ought we to go from here," he asked.
She smiled again, "that all depends on where we want to get to." He nodded but didn't laugh so she sighed and strolled around the room, tuning and looking and considering her options.
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There was something about the boy that made me uneasy. Maybe it was the reverse widow's peak on his forehead or the way he wiped away his snot with the back of his hand. It could have been his red flannel shirt that reminded me of the hillbillies from the mountain…
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toe and hand-/
holds against/
the shear cliff
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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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We're alone and besieged / by badness.
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“You've got to be kidding me. A robot?”, said Marge as she rotated in the chair at her desk. She removed the leaf of paper from the typewriter and set in down on the desk. She looked up at Parkins who was leaning against the wall nursing a cold cup of…
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for that is righteousness / that to everyone be allowed his own choice
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A hot summer night walks into a bar and orders a drink.
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