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125266
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With the sudden thrust//
of April green, we can forget/
our drought continues.
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125242
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Urban skunks want to visit your neighborhood and be bold in your neighborhood.
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125200
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My writing career began with sitting around the tree eating Christmas presents.
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125211
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never have i wanted/ to stay in one place long,/ flight inspired to escape/ existential ennui--
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125211
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our cogs
winding
and whirring
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125276
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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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125265
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We drank beer and played loose pool, attracted two fun girls, one Jamaican, the other dirty blonde, both of whom seemed interested in only one of the four of us.
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125200
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When the lore of the land could no longer hold the minds of men, they turned their eyes to places where they expected to find no other gaze.
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125175
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of anything if that's the way you feel your love must go down, off its last nut before the big victimizing crash of the end of days and flowers. But watch out for thosethorn bushes that grow from forgotten holes in the ground.…
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125123
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The weather, mid-sixties now,
will take its toll on
this singular voice.
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125122
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The Church of Chimera, which has tentacles in most cities, would like you to accept the existence of MEGACROCODOG, invisible possessor of the largest penis imaginable. You are promised an afterlife of bliss, as long as you pray to MEGACROCODOG and say his penis is the…
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125152
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It’s not like I could tell anyone. I hum a song my mother sang to me as a child. A dressed-up soprano to calm the tail I’ve grown.
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125111
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125141
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I have to look closely to be sure But they are there Bold stickers on three sides of the truck's cab Porcine cartoons Cutely admonishing No fat chicks! I am enraged Who does this guy think he is? This contractor's helper who makes …
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125133
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The game is set, thirty pound gobbler at the center; brined, browned, and buttered to perfection.
The players take their places around the table: Reagan’s_Disciple and BraBurner38 sit at the head seats, eyeballing each other over a fizzing bottle of dom
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125142
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"I like to see your juicy cheeks wiggle."
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125074
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—A little blood puts some life into the work, said the old artisan smiling.
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125021
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Ben left the airport and headed toward downtown Nice, his stomach was in a knot.
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125022
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Can you remember now? How we could each disappear completely, connected despite fault lines. . . .
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125000
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I was in a bar waiting for a friend when two ugly women sat next beside me. When our eyes met, they gave me a smile. I smiled back out of courtesy. I wasn't in the mood to have a conversation not because they're unattractive, but my friend was horribly…
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125022
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The son stood on the porch with his grip packed. "I'm off to mine me a fortune a gold, Daddy." "Boy, there's a fortune in gold right here," said the father, indicating the ripe wheat, glowing in early morning sun. The kid slumped. "Pop, you turn over a rock there,…
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125042
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After it is over, I go out into the world, to the café. The flower sellers are setting up their booth outside the glass doors. Classical guitar over the speakers. A soft rain falling. Heads bowed, reading the news. Coffee, croissants, cappuccino. This g
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125052
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Minimalist/realist short-story writer Raymond Carver was fired from his job as an editor of science textbooks because of his inappropriate writing style.
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125000
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Antique pens better allow an old soul to express what needs expressing.
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125000
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125010
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From my office window, I watch the trains roll in and out of the city. Sometimes I catch a glimpse of passengers staring out windows as the train slows, the ones who have another destination. I've been on those trains before, ones that took me far away from all that…
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1250155
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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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125021
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We are nerds. We are Legion. We do not forgive. We do not forget. Expect us bitch.
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125061
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The bison know a lot about Longfellow
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