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Call it what you may but misfortune, bad luck, disaster, adversity and trials of different calibers can hit us at any time.We are human. We experience the ups and downs of life everyday. Out of a job, lack of money, health insurance and other luxuries that some people…
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There are two, though, that stayed for more than just a little while: Marvin and Oscar. Marvin was married and that's all I have to say about that. Oscar wasn't and it seemed as though he wasn't planning on getting married either. What a petty man he was.
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I turn the corner and come face to face with Ed, who's stark naked at the kitchen sink. He chugs a glass of hot tap water from a measuring cup and belches loudly. “Good morning,” he says, as he pisses in the sink. “I drink 6 cups of hot tap…
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...he had that same grin, better than a racy French picture.
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Listening too much to the night, with its whistles, bright lights of luminescent bursts like leaves on fire, or the raised ear of a cow in the purple mist, or the curled tail of a pig foraging in the night.
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The boy in the elevator with round glasses, /
who carried a newly-purchased broom, /
was tall and burdened with clothes
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I keep the book when the lessons are done, go through the pages Momma skipped over...
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But I sense a tremor in your soul as well, young friend, a yearning of some sorts.
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After going to the garage and moving at least 4000 boxes of junk we found the coat rack. We wrestled it up the stairs to my room. I wasn't much help, but Dad was cool about it. I think he was just happy I liked the suit.
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Mary had no shoes. She told me they were stolen by someone at the shelter and I believed her because she stood there outside the Arlington T stop in a pair of tube socks. She told me she wasn't asking for money. She told me the shelter was serving seafood today so her…
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I wonder what it would be like to dog-paddle in the middle of the ocean.
I wonder how Jean Auguste Ingres got the flesh tones for “Odalisque.”
I wonder if bees have dreams.
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One day, Dasha confessed to Igor that she had an incurable illness: Purple emptiness.
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and then he began to sing, along with the ghostly villagers
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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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A kind of sucking darkness into
A kind of noir celebration of despair
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I guess you felt more comfortable holding your Moby Dick
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My name's Barbara and don't call me Barbie if you want to be my friend.
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I texted a wickety-split, tax-declaring New York-based international escort, a moonlighting, all-pro Kit, whose day job on Wall Street yields no bonus.
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In the neon light and barroom shadows,
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Ben woke in a black mood. His head was ready to explode and his throat was raw
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Antique pens better allow an old soul to express what needs expressing.
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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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The Fat Man took a sip of whiskey, then replaced his glass on the table next to his fedora. …
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when I said good morning I meant
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We call this game the end of the world...
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We walk with our heads down, maybe 15 of us, moving under a sun that has grown to encompass everything. Everything is in hues of orange and red like a bloody eyeball on fire.
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Tomorrow we will eat it in anger.
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In the tumbled-down now there's too much material, culled from pretty boys that don't notice me and tattooed ones that do, and I'm certain there's at least one dreamer soaking eyes into me who knows all the twisted lyrics invoking pretty little horses.
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This was not a good sign, comforting gestures from strangers were bad omens.
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Dread and drudgery sour each day
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