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You have more names
Than a Spanish grandee. Your lives
I’m too envious to count.
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These are not the caffeinated men of barbaric lore.
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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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“Help me,” the man said in his mind. He lay beside the folding camp stool alone in the middle of the woods, in the clearing where he and the dog always rested.
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I'll always remember those warm, weekend twilights on the beach after the frolic of the waves seemed to flatten with the impending dusk, sending the surfers home and, after the bait was spent, sending the surfcasters away, I'd claim a square of sand as my stage,…
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removing oneself sometimes occurs only on the page
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—Hey, lover man, where’s my breakfast? said Monique, tousling Ben’s hair.
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He stood with the bride of quietness / on the precipice of questions
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It's definitely not her pretty face that made him smile so quirkily when she returned in the evening.
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The sometimes shiver that arrives from awkward silences and the more often cold that comes from midwestern winters.
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III. Through wheelwind crypts of mystery, through…
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Stone-gathering became my job
by default. Digging the foundation, trundling the loaded wheelbarrow away from the site, yours.
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Before Uncle Max died of a heart attack, he had some words of advice for his only nephew and godson. Upon his death, as instructed, a package in brown paper arrived at Jeffery Glimson’s house on a warm June afternoon.
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See the hair
Know the hair
Remove the hair
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the sand is hot to walk upon so you must run if caught there w/out footwear. it is like a painter has colored the sea and made parts of it dark blue yet other areas green. little birds jump around the fine grain world and that is when you wonder where they came…
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you can reach me at
hashtag this!
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Threads of sadness in the hands, in the touch
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My first time alone with the women in Saudi Arabia...
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I was a coward and didn’t want to get killed like Heimley. Heimley was a nut at high school. I saw him myself one night put his hand right through the windshield of this car he was working on, along with a monkey wrench. Sure, he was drunk, but th
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F Bomb I am coming in like a blackbird. Like I'm going to tickle your mud. I am coming in carrying a half-sunk message backward. Is that your lonesome answer? I am coming in to sweep for all saints. 'Course I didn't just wake up…
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The second time I watched him, I helped him carry her to the woods. [100 words].
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We do not all love each other for the sake of our shared art, apparently.
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She said it feels wrong. Too wet, she said. I snickered, she smacked.
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What does God find abhorrent?
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how much is downed/
to counteract the down/
with deeper down.
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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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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
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“It's a combination of ‘Survivor' and ‘College Bowl' says Sister Mary Agnesita, the show's host. “We take four very strict nuns and match them up with boys who were cut-ups in their grade school classes."
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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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