1340 4 3
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the ones that have seen
the other seasons,
let them set up the track
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134043
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I come up and out of the hole onto a village street in the middle of a parade celebrating the arachnid god.
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133911
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I am tripping on poetry.
Purple ink drips from my eyes like ergot of rye.
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133910
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Duffy struck an adversarial tone from the outset, offering up a first poem about improper expenses submitted by members of Parliament that ruffled feathers across party lines.
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133922
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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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133941
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It is not simple to love in two places, and I have always been a restless woman waiting for signs. Then you appeared walking on my very grave while the stars aligned themselves in patterns of celestial light. I have watched the moon eclipse with you drawing breath…
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133910
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133911
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Jack Krackenthorpe, Director-General of MI-5, sat alone drinking tea in Lee Ho Fook, a third-rate Chinese restaurant in Soho a mile from his Curzon Street office.
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133954
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I suspect I’ll make the right decision.
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133932
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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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133944
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in moving cars i am small;
in moving cars i am invisible.
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133910
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Her questions apparently had their desired effect.
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133922
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He said, “It was only after I broke my neck and even like maybe a year later that I really started realizing that I had something to say.”
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133874
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—A little blood puts some life into the work, said the old artisan smiling.
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133822
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“plain before my eyes” said he eyes swathed in bandages covering sight
oozing yellow fluid is this life thought i
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133811
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There is a false dawn,
when night still holds sway, but tempered with promise; anticipation.
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133853
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In the neon light and barroom shadows,
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133800
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The Gringovitch family was gathered in the lobby of the hotel. The boys sat on the floor using their packs as back supports. Francesca Gringovitch sat on a chair with the remaining luggage in front of her.
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133822
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Often I want to kiss their lips
Drink in every word they have written
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133800
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when I said good morning I meant
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133821
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Tonight’s concert was called Desert.
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133897
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I COULD always sleep. Go "home" now and sleep. My body and my fetus—who complain of this torture—would appreciate sleep. I have something to do that is not sleep. I have something to do that is not sleep. I have to try to wake.
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133875
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One day, Dasha confessed to Igor that she had an incurable illness: Purple emptiness.
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133730
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The river was frigid. Branches, empty cans, and used condoms float past me.I lost my jacket when I became snagged on a tree branch. My shoes are gone. My skin is blue-grey, as are my lips and fingernails. I've been face-down in this river for two…
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133700
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"Did you see any action?" I ask, hoping for a story. He points to a scar ripping through the chevron on his left arm but says nothing.
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133732
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His thoughts drifted to when he was a kid, to the monthly trip to the barber.
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133732
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If someone were to place a rabbit in her lap right now, there would be nothing she could do to hold onto it. It would leap. Drop. Hie its powerful body elsewhere. At the end of her life she would have nothing to show but a collection of rabbit-shaped empt
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133742
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He saw in her something fierce and wild
and gently led her to
his open palm...
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133742
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Concrete coffeecake
drumbeat gyrate
Andy Rooney ran a meter.
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