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It was May of my senior year in college. Everybody was coasting, knowing what they were going to be doing the next year, or that they’d be doing nothing. Except for one guy, Tom.
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As Mrs. Saito put on the helmet, the copter got off the ground. She focused her Mana and placed her hand on the window, bracing for the birds arrival.
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A vanishing of something we never got to see. All we've been left with are impressions, imaginings
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Goodbye comes in stages. At first you recognize that you will “miss” someone when they are gone. Then you have to accept the fact that they are leaving. And finally accept the fact that they are gone; and not particularly in that order. If only it
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Monkey Business
Low Ceiling
Wagging Tongues
Guest Sweet
Murphy’s Law
Kinda Hot
Stopit!
Freedom Ring
Lumpy Oatmeal
Better Not
Butter Up
Grumpy Umpire
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We were careful not to wake the kids & goodbye with a handshake & my skeleton is trapped with your universe inside.
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Now that you can go to a body shop and get nearly any mod you can imagine printed and attached in about an hour, every cracker-ass redneck is sporting a twelve-point rack...
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Now, as we sat on lawn chairs /
on the balcony to watch the meteor shower
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We write in darkness. We love
in alleys. We breathe into beige
paper bags. Anything to mollify
the confusion. Anything to simplify
the math.
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But I surely did recognize Rayburn Moon; Rayburn and I dated for about five minutes back then
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I had a dream about you once. I don't know if I told you about it already or not. (If I did, I apologize.) I'm never quite sure who you're writing about in some of your stories (maybe a composite of everyone?) but I did hold you one more time. In my dream
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The light they love to hate so much is always pulsating within each life; the unbelievable color sword of what happens next when any two people find each other in their hearts and all pretense is somehow gone, for at…
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Our trouble decided when the CUNY PhD student, a poet, cried out, “Racination!” during discussion of my poem.
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“After your death is confirmed,” I assured him, “a hardcover first edition of your books, will sell for millions at auction in New York.
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If you find a lone, sad honeybee, buy a Habitrail cage and make it your new pet.
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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
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Stone-gathering became my job
by default. Digging the foundation, trundling the loaded wheelbarrow away from the site, yours.
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121021
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She said it feels wrong. Too wet, she said. I snickered, she smacked.
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She became a murderer
in all the stages of her life
she could not seem to succeed
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Ben gagged after shot-gunning the scotch. He hiccupped and it came back up through his nose. He grabbed a napkin and caught most of a shot and a half of Whyte & MacKay as it poured out his nose.
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I was so messed up
when you left me,
and I admit I went around
searching the faces
of the crowd
for the man who
filled your womb.
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He almost died, but hasn’t been this much alive ever.
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Forgive the doctor/
his hypocrisy -
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J., W., and W.’s girlfriend were exploring the nature and mores of homosexual conduct by discussing whether W. would be willing to suck J.’s cock.
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I saw the shiny dime . . . .
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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.
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...the completeness of pleasure tantamount to the end of all process...
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Insterstice: Novelas Four Sonnets Since …
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Loving himself. Loved by no one. Loving no one.
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