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I drink the funeral in a dream. I give satisfaction in voice overs.
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118120
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It's definitely not her pretty face that made him smile so quirkily when she returned in the evening.
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He peels the garlic while I stir the lentils; he chops the cilantro while I peel kale leaf from stem. Also, the rings. Also, no one is going anywhere.
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I fancy myself a spy. Unofficial official of the H. O. A. Super secret free agent agent of the Glenwood Homeowner's Association. Even the board is unaware of the work I do in their name, without the faintest utterance of their name. Only the highest of the high, the…
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A brief colorful season/
and then the fall as winds/
break the hold the leaves have
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Eroica sprawled among/
the horns and violins
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118011
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I had put the child's wagon, which had been red once, back together again. “Honey”, I said, “I found out the garbagemen will pick up concrete this month.” So, I put…
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Well, hello
hunger: what a sweet surprise.
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118010
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When I was a boy and just out of seminary school, I went to a Doors concert and heard Jim Morrison sing his song ‘Soft Parade’ – it changed my life.
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118080
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Despite kryptonite not actually existing it became possible to buy, for 300 dollars, pieces of kryptonite on eBay. Personal protection, the sales pitch said. The pieces of kryptonite looked suspiciously like green plastic.
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Concrete coffeecake
drumbeat gyrate
Andy Rooney ran a meter.
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A kind of sucking darkness into
A kind of noir celebration of despair
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"Well, you certainly can't be marrying him then .. "
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118010
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The cab split the thread of oncoming traffic into water barrels and telephone poles.
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We are the miserable, annoyed, dismayed sick. We slouch on black naugahyde chairs too pathetic to reach for magazines. The computer is down the young receptionist has explained to each of us in young, florid style, complete with “I…
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"Poets are damned but they are not blind, they see with the eyes of the angels."--William Carlos WilliamsThere is something beautiful I want to say to you that doesn't seem to make much more sense in a box of clever words like this one. It feels closer to…
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118011
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As clever as clean bed sheets
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They pumped him full of electricity and waited.
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His eyes begin to glisten like hot green wax pooling around the
wick
of a
pretty little candle.
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Pictures of war correspondents from The Tribune, and colonial photographs in a fruit crate
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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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She was wearing a black tank top and jeans, standing in the shade. Why was she there again? The camera hanging around her wrist answered her question. Right, he had called. He had asked if she could take picture for him and his…
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The machines of her perception/
tuned themselves to frequencies//
that peeled her skin and fatty tissue
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or.
Have you ever contemplated smashing someone's face to The Stooges' Fun House?
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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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Her Facebook profile was bursting with persistent prenatal posturing. She adored the adoration. And now Mrs. Davison’s pregnancy was almost over. This was her big, overblown, look-at-me-everyone, mind boggling finish!
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