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Island Numbers

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an island hidden in the sound holds treasure

SUNRISE

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There is a false dawn, when night still holds sway, but tempered with promise; anticipation.

Against Poetry

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If you had a choice, be a poet or not, I’d suggest prose for the lines that you jot.

Tuonela

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Just a lot of honking and hissing.

The Scrawny Dog Gospel

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Opportunity, says Webster, is a, "favorable juncture of circumstances." In my Oxford book of quotations, there are seven famous lines about opportunity. Seven – that’s it! There are twenty-seven regarding failure. Seems it's been easier for the great

#53 Cut Up

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I loved her when she first came calling in the sodden dawn of spring. She was a strange and dangerous flower. Together we drank up all the money. The days staggered away like drunks lurching down a flophouse hall.

Portrait of the Author as a Poet

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I am an awful poet.

Shovel

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each vertebra is a golden cavalier, brave in upright vigilance; stoic heroes.

The Hors d’oeurves Plate at the OH Townhouse, Eureka

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They got slices of greasy salami On top of round mini carrots, celery Pepperoncini, slices of sweet pickles They got cinder block walls A Tiki Bar with glasses hanging Upside down from the stemware over the bar They got wood paneling, cottag

the marriage of heaven and hell & their cat

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It is hard

Nothing Ever Stays Looking

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The same, some things you Can't explain, most trees Have felt it go bone dry at the roots before. I've learned to let love Go bye bye. You think they don't Want to answer your pathetic knocks, But they're…

Five Million Yen: Chapter 60

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Thérèse Defarge felt the first drop around ten.

I Want to Leave You With My Passwords

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I mean let's be real.

Buffalo Bill and the Giant Eyeball

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Words reach out of my mind for paradise. And come back with rocks.

Gilbert B Fumbleberry

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“You know, Miss Viv, I love looking at the sun when it’s almost gone. It kinda looks like an orange and apple squished together. Those are the colors. And the puffy clouds under it look like a bed. It’s going to sleep."

The Fourth Prague Defenestration: 5

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Vladimir walked down the little path next to the creek with us. I stopped along the way and picked off a sliver of some of the bedrock that was sticking out alongside the narrow path, to take home with me as a souvenir of my family castle, just to be ab

Dear Sir

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[Lights up on CLAUDE. He's holding a letter, standing.]CLAUDE: Dear sir, We regret to inform you That your (that place with cream walls and dog hair…

Before the Divorce

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Me leaving is not the confirmation of all your fears. It is not. It's because of them.

a grey green enamel vase in the rain

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we hover black as carrion birds with a glut empty need seems to me she's fell as thee and knows exactly where we posture anxiously spitting falsehoods on cue twittering like snipes cause there's nothing left to do she might have spent her whole life just

gravelortian part 25

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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.

Leaky Guts

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One day, Dasha confessed to Igor that she had an incurable illness: Purple emptiness.

God

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I realize that to say, "I do not believe in God" is footsteps away from "I do not rely on God" and "God left me."

Away From the River

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Tiny poem

I Don't Know How the Nights Can Be So Long When Life Is So Short

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I will always remember that picture of you in your bright blue summer dress, with your arms spread out against a wooden fence in Central Park.

Follow My Lead

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I ran down the list of reasons she might be calling. She could be bankrupt, having a mid-life crisis, or maybe had a terminal illness. Either way I was clueless, as I had absolutely no emotional bond with the woman I came out of.

...until love lasts.

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She didn't know why she thought the ring wouldn't fit her finger, but it slid on easily and effortlessly, coming to rest in the old familiar place it always had, the groove that had worn in her finger after seven years of wearing it. She hadn't worn it in a few months,…

Mowin' Round the Dead [W-I-P]

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By the time I was born, my parents were already sickened, blackened, blighted people.

Hype and Melancholy

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Sonia banks on hidden things in the minds of other people, whereas I bank on what I know.

Blame It on The Good Stuff

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That was nearly two years and a thousand smiles ago.

A Whole

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You sawed off my wings then Asked