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I ate 3 pieces of a broken heart
I wonder who ate the rest?
They may have eaten the best
I don’t know and can’t even start
To wonder how it got in such a mess
3 pieces of a broken heart
You could tell it just fell apart
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The thrum and the thrust//
have beaten conviviality out of me.
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122821
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To assist you in recalling some of Episode One of - "A Poem by Jasmine Coriander-Semolina": My head lifted up slowly as I looked up through a gaussian blur of fragrant incense smoke and saw she was crying. She whispered that her daughter, Pastina, was last…
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Michiko never telephoned Frank from Washington or Chicago.
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I told about the time during the early part of WW II when I shook hands with a member of the Flying Tigers. He was home on leave, and he stopped by to see my dad, who had been his scout master.
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The Managers are always to be found in twos or threes, lumbering greyly.——If you pass the Managers in a corridor it's a good idea to say hello. They will probably return your greeting, as best they can.——The Managers conduct meetings. They sit at the…
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I. The sun's corona. Empty boxes near the firehouse. Red birth. A bird's lost wing. II. The bitterness of littleness. Apples in a pile.Early love.A spider, swinging. III. A father's harshness.Twelve bills unpaid. Leaves in a crevice. A dream…
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Some friends of mine took him for a ride out to Broad Channel, you know that enclave of crazies that live in houses on stilts on the island in Jamaica Bay on Cross Bay Boulevard. He might find that when the tide comes in, the water might be a little deepe
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He is sleek with hearts and I see a different name etched onto each one.
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122822
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This really bothered me, and I questioned my penis about it.
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122810
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"The Genius has since abandoned all hope of seeing full remission of the Great Descending Haze in his lifetime."
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Meaning is harder to sell, unless it’s an analysis of why there is a Justin Bieber.”
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looked briefly – glanced
shouted loudly – yelled
fell down – fell
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"You are stuck in the past like the jiggling leather of that wrestler's skin."
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122763
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until i french kiss every atmosphere
my mouth ready to explode
like roman candles
sparking my fingers sparking off the tips
of my sparking fingers
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122700
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Rains came again and wore away at their flesh, revealing bone as white and sharp as sharks’ teeth.
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He met her at midnight just off the plane and they sized each other with silent growing awareness that no matter what might transpire in distant tomorrows, each served here now as passports to magic and lands far away. On the…
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Lipstick on the bolt, she told herself, if it's no good in the slot anymore.
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Against//
the mysteries and the dark/
it illuminates and shapes
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122600
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So, before he could brew with the crew, God decided to make one last trip to Earth, drawn by nostalgia and the prospect of watching a football World Cup from the stands. That is where He met Mini.
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We were born here. At the top of the stairs underneath a painting of basset hounds playing croquet. And a hallway closet filled with lost someones. And the police, three times a week, singing nursery rhymes while walking up to our door.
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"‘Man-hater’ is such a harsh term,” she says. “I really like it.”
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122611
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There is a false dawn,
when night still holds sway, but tempered with promise; anticipation.
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The man was sitting at his makeshift kitchen table. He was forty-five years old. He wore his mortarboard with tassel whenever he left his home. Once inside either a reputable establishment or one generally considered less so, he was sure to take off his m
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the gambling priest stands in the morning fog/red moon hangs in the sky/the army of seven houses marches over the hill
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It didn't matter if they burned or not.
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Her captors allowed her the use of the toes of one foot. It was hard to pretend she was numb—as if playing an artic game indoors. With the ball of her foot, she primed the canvas. Her big toe acted as a fan brush, the rest were sable, flat, or pointy. She told…
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we were all meant to do with our love? What I can think of is to ask the question again. I suppose there are others more willing to supply you with a proper answer, but none seem real to me. These words are only stones,meant to skip across the…
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Spring show its populist face,
Flies in the house, missionaries at the door...
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