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I'm standing on a toilet, trapped behind a stall. Watching Father U mop up the blood.
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96020
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With some of these guys it was like propping a kid on a training-wheel bike, then steering the kid down the street til he figured out what to do next. Tricks would come into the bar. Roanne had a smile for all but the dregs…
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On his knees in front of the transplant board, he pleaded for his ailing heart, spluttering on its last dying beats, to be replaced with a bomb.
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The lights are dimAnd love's the mood tonight.Enveloped by DarknessPierced by rays of light;That black dressto meis pure delight.Dancing together,Arm in arm,arm over shoulder;I promiseI won't get any bolder.Eyes meet eyesYour lips against mine.My heart is pounding,Sweet…
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We went driving on Sundays.
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She really was a beautiful skankFeral coated and dusted with sugarAn inked up divining rodTelling us on earth what God thinks
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Over dinner last evening she said things have to change because she can never be happy with our lives being so concentric and I knew she meant that while we share the common core of marriage, she felt she was a small circle and I was a larger one, enveloping her,…
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95900
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Character & Fitness, the opening chapter to my novel, "Death of the Dying City."
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Friday afternoon. Angelique Brody knocked Francesco’s studio door.
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95923
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Now, as we sat on lawn chairs /
on the balcony to watch the meteor shower
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95900
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She told me it had been there since she was a kid, this large black spot like a blimp floating from her right arm up to the tip of her neck. She had really pale skin so she kinda looked like a cow strutting down the street.
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95900
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For so long as I think I shall live.
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95900
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"You are stuck in the past like the jiggling leather of that wrestler's skin."
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95933
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The beer on the shore is
Lapping at the foam of memory
And I can’t sit still
Until I take my pill
Karma Wash, Hog Wash and Swill
I went to the top of the heap
At the bottom of the Hill
I saw a bum’s sign that read:
“Will eat dog food for
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95900
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CHAPTER ONE About nine-thirty P.M. on Friday night, Mary Fowler pushed her grocery cart through the double sliding glass doors. It was three weeks before Christmas. The sun had set and the temperature had begun to cool rapidly in…
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95900
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My writing career began with sitting around the tree eating Christmas presents.
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Irrational Obligations In honor of National Pi Day Any excuse for a circle, a way to pinch the day. They are calling it something like a celebration only with bigger words and too many numbers to count. We'll have to approximate the amount of joy …
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95911
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We gig, we perform, we laugh, we cry, we play our guitars, bass, drums, voice.
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—You must be joking, he laughed.
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95911
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papa wants to dance - the future is so bright - feel good all the time baby
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95910
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Ok, ok, so I concede
some answers are enough to make you cry or laugh yourself to death.
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95997
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perhaps I am only being transported not for replacement but for repair
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95843
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Even the fruit from the nearby orchard (which I, in part, nourish) batters my stone to rot.
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95800
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VIII. Towards Affinities, Beyond My love, since I saw you last, since before we reached the chamber, I cannot count the quasars which have passed, but there still gleams Time, Like a memory of a lost event unwitnessed, and this illusion Carried…
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I tell people that we leave out food for the creatures to appease the skunk gods.
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The first time that
Beethoven’s Fifth was played,
people ran into the streets.
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