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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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Technique, Technique, Technique, Technique, TECHNIQUE!
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I saw the shiny dime . . . .
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. . . we agree that formal standards for identifying literary merit exist and are capable of being discerned, not merely of being ascribed. —but is this itself true?
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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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the odd stone stands/taller than trees/it protrudes from the young forest/an old mecca but smooth
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Poems reflect their poets. /
Mine: ugly but loved. /
It is just as well.
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removing oneself sometimes occurs only on the page
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The young monk rose early to jog,
his appetites trailing like
cats in heat.
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From words to meaning― how complicated it is.
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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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at the front of the bus/ sways a white-veiled woman:/ gnarled hands upon/ a bag of palms,
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I scrambled back a bit and found my feet after untangling them from my trekking poles. Really should have dropped those when this all started. The bear lunged at me with his teeth and I just barely dodged to the left to avoid getting something bitten of
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I imagined cool, wet clay oozing between my fingers when I'd squeeze a tight fistful.
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The Black night reached under his shiny silk jacket
And touched the steamy leather of his holster.
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i ask you what i taste like and you say "not much."
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Frontiers Yugoslavia Thirty Notwithstanding (after Tristan Tzara) Responsible badly countries,circumstances better to that, powerlessness.Women these gender-determined “pluralist” conditionSoviet as overall the Women societies little countries.Have official…
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an almost perfectly symmetrical/
Cheshire grin of a moon tonight/
above the iced roof of the house
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" ... that’s a seriously good result for an opening night."
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Night LifeThen things started getting weird. I could give you a time frame but it was back when times didn't matter really, one hour as good as the next and the minutes used to be minutes not the digital counting that makes this crazy world now spin. Here was…
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"A Social Worker develops programs to help feed the poor," she had said, "and makes sure there's a chicken in every pot. A Counselor asks them how they feel about getting the chicken. And a Therapist diagnoses and treats them when they start hearing
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Thin slices of ruby tomato, red onion, and green peppers joined the bacchanal, wilting in the bliss of chile and cilantro raining down on them.
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My first time alone with the women in Saudi Arabia...
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The moon was out. A bouncing ball but suspended. I shall never have a baby, she said. I am not prepared to go through that pain. Also, I for sure would not raise them up if I had them with religion, which is just so much superstition. I'll be a fellow this…
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But even if the truth
Never sets me free
I'll know this ain't the end of me
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Now that you can go to a body shop and get nearly any mod you can imagine printed and attached in about an hour, every cracker-ass redneck is sporting a twelve-point rack...
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