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my time there was not one afternoon not / one river not one tunnel not one falling
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I used to be so certain
about right and wrong.
About choices and their consequences.
About heaven and hell
and how there was
no room in between
no space in between
no point in between
(take that point how you will)
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By dawn, she is ready to hunt.
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138941
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Some corners of the world seem to be consigned to an eternal hell of never-ending strife. The Middle East; Northern Ireland; the faculty lounge at Oxford University.
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Insterstice: Novelas Four Sonnets Since …
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with peaty aromatics, opened,/
and a welcomed sting, swallowed,
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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…
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kindergarteners
sent to class with
Uzis
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On a Saturday I flew from murky air. My wings grown weak, I stole away from plundered nest, casual stings, and skillful barbs. In family's fold, I perch.
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138811
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There’s a room
Full of white
And it smells
Like bleach and
Iron
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I might have avoided all of this trouble if. . .
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Something is clearly wrong with them and we're supposed to socialize them.
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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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I drink the funeral in a dream. I give satisfaction in voice overs.
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The last of the Kazan Tatar Khans. Each dome represents a severed head.
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138831
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“The moon is a monk,”
you said.
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This is a call to burn down the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and Museum. It is everything wrong with our culture boiled down to one location. Ground Zero of hypocrisy. The spot where the very spirit of rebellion has been stolen by corporate America.
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Billy Joel wants to hold my hand.
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She says, “He's like, the eighth wonder of the world.” She says this without irony, and this makes you feel embarrassed for her. The laughter in this small, smoky space is getting louder. You chew your chapped lips and put your…
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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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What can I offer you, White Moon?This full night lays black before your stoic assent—and Ibreathe my final breath, frantic—for you. I wait, damned,a bestial lover in the broken dark of the variety market, whisperinga word of forgiveness to an empty window. I…
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“What’s this? What’s this? What’s this?” said Pablo moving from canvas to canvas. He was stunned.
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It is no coincidence that the bossa nova craze coincided with the years in which I achieved my greatest romantic success--first through sixth grades.
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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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How long has this been going on? the admitting nurse asks.
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-Hey, life! Nobody answers? WTF?
-Ah life! Nobody answers me. Well, what did I expect?
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Although I'm twenty years older than her, my girlfriend has called me "jailbait" for the past year and a half because she says the only way to stop having to share me is to kill my wife..
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You sleep in equative lip biting slumber
hugging a pillow you think is someone else.
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