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Left On The Scrap Heap

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Daylight and cold sensed as an abstract, a number in my mind. Air thin, polluted, lacking oxygen. But the Recyclers are at it again.

Art exploits

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Against// the mysteries and the dark/ it illuminates and shapes

The Polish Worker

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... and that’s the story of the Polish worker who looks like van Gogh.

OUR NEXT BREAK

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You welcome the new girl by putting a message on her back. I breathe harder until she pops or until you ask me what I’ve seen or until you see my hand turn into a fist.

Kilkenny

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Green hands wave in freezing water.

Bad Boys

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Her name was Carrie. And yes, it was love at first sight. Yes, she was a client, and you were supposed to keep your hands off the clients. Everyone in real estate knew that. She came into my office and took a seat in the reception area. I had a listin

Tierra del Fuego

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my time there was not one afternoon not / one river not one tunnel not one falling

Civilization Marches On

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The redwood trees were taller than dreams

Recycling Evidence

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

Silly Old Man Acting the Young Fool

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The green on your shoulder Is worth all their papery property taxes And then some. They cash in every friendship As if it were nothing more than a Ripened apple for pie. Get rid of The thing before it begins to Rot into some…

Black Night Takes Bite

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The Black night reached under his shiny silk jacket And touched the steamy leather of his holster.

eggs

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i ask you what i taste like and you say "not much."

I Waited Too Long to Remember

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We're in a sedate forest next to a boisterous beach. The sky is sea green above the trees and forest green above Sinepuxent Bay. Chaste squirrels are keeping a lookout for bad-boy gulls. Kids on circus bikes ride out of the woods into their bathing suits. The…

Blue Dresses

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It makes me feel like a dirty old man: adorning Celia, Making an offering of my blue dresses, adorning Celia.

Edward Ogle the Seventh

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Airwave candy lyrical brandy brass band singer.

The patient

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He switched off the light. His wife was breathing softly. At her bedside he told her of her friends the roses, of the pretty carnation brooch he had pinned on her silk scarf, of her coquettish hat which fitted her so well. Small, simple and bright memories the heavy night…

Raleigh

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My dad / always had a fondness for Raleigh’s kind of loss

Blank Checks

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Then he said something that really made sense, said he kept a blank check in his back pocket...

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…

Scottish Independence

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

Cat crunch

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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…

Mural, Mosaic, and Satori

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He thought of natural violence that had to do with the wind and the Atlantic Ocean. He thought of the Gulf Stream, that important title, that someone had shown him on a map and explained about in detail.

four haiku

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years later ghosts enter. . . .

Pageant Night

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All the baby monsters are being born on stage.

Five Million Yen: Chapter 12

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It is not rough like most grappa, but smooth like good whisky. It removes all edges, freezes the tongue and erases the memory.

Henry's Night

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Henry recognized the shoes. “There’s a little vampire came in with those on, but I last saw her over by the juice bar.” He couldn’t be bothered with Arthur’s “sections.” The club wasn’t that big that it had to be defined by sections.

Event Particle

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She is a manifold of temporal flows.

Writing 101

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looked briefly – glanced shouted loudly – yelled fell down – fell

Gomalco, Inc.

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“You've got to be kidding me. A robot?”, said Marge as she rotated in the chair at her desk. She removed the leaf of paper from the typewriter and set in down on the desk. She looked up at Parkins who was leaning against the wall nursing a cold cup of…

My Back Hurts

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There’s a room Full of white And it smells Like bleach and Iron