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the silence of the hardwood floors
blisters into fragments
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a midge smothered
in the light of disarray
crawls back into the sage
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my eyes have seen many things over the course of my life to date; plenty is cherished, but too much has been monotonous, pedestrianmy hands, always striving, working, longing, trying for epic, eagermy lips would, if they could, be concerned exclusively with kissingmy …
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I saw you hold her as if you were copy writing a ball of yarn
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A Nocturne, whose grey mana seeped out of it mouth, grabbed the roof of the building with its large claws. Using it as leverage, it stood itself up, hunched over, its long whale like head roared like a loud horn.
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Where I sit here clad in armour by the stars, I do not think of you; those thoughts are over. Beneath the silver here is light enough, To make me ponder by a lighter way. Beyond the bronze óf our sun and the others That haply rein the…
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How much sucking, faithlessly, can there be? The body being a night thing off which steam rises, that attracts like a magnet or loadstone, whose curls attract, whose ringlets or tufts of touched hair between the legs glory up the nightly watched miracle,
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He is sleek with hearts and I see a different name etched onto each one.
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Bree was mean as a bag of snakes and had done laid out most of the eligible bachelors in Culloden County at one time or another to the tune that at this point no man who’d heard of her wanted much truck with her.
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you and i exist
outside of the chaos and noise
entwined in eternal embrace
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Even raw as she looked coming out of the jail, the woman left echoes.
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I don’t understand what happened. I keep pushing your buttons but you won’t do anything. You just lie there, cold and dead, staring back at me without any light and I feel like I’m going to cry.
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—A little blood puts some life into the work, said the old artisan smiling.
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Every year I have a birthday, and every year
another of my friends succumbs to cancer or suicide.
That's
a shitty gift. That is devoutly not to be wished.
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I've been a fan of hagiography—the lives of the saints—since first grade when Claude Dunham and I were asked to represent St. Stephen and St. Sebastian, two martyrs of the early church, in a tableau vivant of bored boys.
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A shot in the dark and everything goes black. It's as if the story never happened.
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Now, as we sat on lawn chairs /
on the balcony to watch the meteor shower
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“Have the cousins arrived?”
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Every night I say "I dream about you all the time, Nae Ann," but the truth is I don't. I dream about stupid crap at work like air filters for a 2006 Mazda RX-8 GT.
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Our Sun bites down on the eager yet pouting lips of the softly puffy looking moon, but a jealous & runny cloud interferes with this story line just long enough for a little bit of fun: a young dancing tree washes her gold and…
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Dear Brandon Lee: I know that you're dead and can't respond to letters, but I've always felt a connection to you.
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Ryuu looked up and saw color seep back into his life. Warm hues reached for his numb heart. His body's coldness was thawed with the tender embrace that wrapped around him so tight he couldn't let go if he had wanted to.
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I keep the book when the lessons are done, go through the pages Momma skipped over...
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The butterscotch on that painting makes me want to lick the canvas.
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they could be barefoot bastard children
for somebody else to clothe
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No preview available due to the brevity of the piece. In fact, this comment itself is longer than the piece.
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the lazy leaves of a parlour palm finger
lavender in a wine bottle.
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This really bothered me, and I questioned my penis about it.
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These fern-like weeds grow along the roads. “Watch this,” you say, bending down over a plant. The touch of your fingertip sets it recoiling, stunned–a fun, jungle trick you picked up somewhere along your way.
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