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Scottish Independence

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with peaty aromatics, opened,/ and a welcomed sting, swallowed,

Sunday Morning Series- 5: On Divine Intervention

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What does God find abhorrent?

specter in transit

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at the front of the bus/ sways a white-veiled woman:/ gnarled hands upon/ a bag of palms,

Juicy | In the Umbra

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He licks his lips and mouths the air, salivating, unashamed of his propensity for the round, pink grapefruit, the almost egg-shaped oranges, the firm, juicy tangerines.

Uncle Max

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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.

Starlight

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I've been chasing something that cannot be caught.

far beyond

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far beyond the far beyond sparkles the stars like sparkles

The Judge's Wife Part 2

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"Do you kiss all of your models?"

Cat Haikus

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You have more names Than a Spanish grandee. Your lives I’m too envious to count.

Out of Vegas

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Whatever it is, the night vibe feeds off that disadvantage, nibbles at the desperation of those who come here.

Turnings

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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.

gathering

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the moon tops the monolith

Runts

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Dead drunks sing Christmas/ songs-

The Fake Humility of Stars is a Terrible Thing to Waste( in Three Recycled Parts)

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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…

[TD100 - 1] The Woods

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The second time I watched him, I helped him carry her to the woods. [100 words].

With Respect to a Fellow Poet

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We do not all love each other for the sake of our shared art, apparently.

Quantum Quandary

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I love the notion of uncertainty-/ which seems inherent/ at the level of particles-

Apollo (2/2 - sections 3-5)

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III. Through wheelwind crypts of mystery, through…

Starting Over 1974

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Stone-gathering became my job by default. Digging the foundation, trundling the loaded wheelbarrow away from the site, yours.

Ambivalence

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She said it feels wrong. Too wet, she said. I snickered, she smacked.

Recycling Evidence

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how much is downed/ to counteract the down/ with deeper down.

we used to drop her off along the way

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We do it all the time...

Driving Through Mississippi Wearing a Chin Beard in 1964

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Ah, the nerve of hot-blooded youth! But the drinking age was only 18 in New Orleans, and we couldn’t resist the call of all that legalized drinking (even though I had fake I.D’s my roommate at Urbana had given me.) You and I had already consecrated

moon/light

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the cue & flash

No Ideas but in Things?

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Forgive the doctor/ his hypocrisy -

The Palisades

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These are not the caffeinated men of barbaric lore.

twitter quitter

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you can reach me at hashtag this!

Danse Macabre

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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…

Licking Secrets Clean

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The mannequin’s blind eyes, open, green, serene, Look away from the cross, her hand Against our crotch, against Our suffering, our agony of being Alive and beating warm.

Standards

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All I ask is that the guy has teeth and an income. More important are the teeth because he can always get a job, but he can’t un-rot the teeth he’s lost to meth.