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No Face World Champ

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The last time he saw his psychic, she told him you're gonna die within six months.

The Mating Habits of College Girls

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Jeremy and I are in bed tangled in the sheets, my head on his chest, and he’s playing with my hair, stroking it the way I like. He’s breathing heavy, my arm wrapped around his torso, and I’m smelling him and he smells sweet like he always does. Th

Chinese Noodle Soup

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Is: soozly, soggly, 'shrooms and shrimp, chickens and eggs-dropped, skinny brown smooths,snappyish peas and humblestumblingin hothappy broth.
 
 These flinging…

Margaret & Beak Discuss Jazz for The Last Time

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He lit a slim, brown cigarette and drew on it. "But have you heard the flugelhorn? I mean, have you heard a particularly adept flugelhorn?"

Calypso

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For here in the vortex are no other laws, Than separate towards you I and skirting stone- To wards where wavelets purr against their pause A moment more, to yawn to omicron… Inside the seashell orchard's whirl-quick floor- Come all at once to me or…

No Pretty Boy

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Janice liked me being in the closet while she brought dudes home from the Mack. We both liked it, but sometimes, sitting on that folding chair for that twenty minutes among her clothes, all perfume-stanky and leather-smell, it felt like the whole world wa

1998, What I Wanted

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What I wanted was long-in-the-sheets sex...

Before

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The last time they made love she could feel the hint of pain and loss which would become her.

Ghost

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You want to be there, but not noticed. Alive, but not too alive. Because that's how you feel every day. Like an apology with legs.

Luck

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You climb on a stool, drink off the first glass without coming up for air. Man, that tastes good!

Masdy's Silver

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Cheater was a Goblin. He carried a long knife, not quite a sword, but more than your average pocket blade.

One Day the Caveman Played Guitar

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Others climbed trees for a hopeful sighting.

1997: What I Wanted

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If all the world had one neck, I would have clenched my hands around it and squeezed until everything went black.

Life Before Kant

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I doused back three Buds in the time it took him to detest a variety of subjects including the naivety of quantum physics and pregnant women.

A Wee Noggin - Paddy Whacker's Challenge

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On the eve of celebrating their patron saint at the public house, one of his particularly cabbaged mates was bold enough to ask him about his cranial deformity.

The Alternative Zodiac

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Instead of these gew-gaw ‘signs’ you waffle about, I will give you reality

Late November

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“I found a recipe on the net and now my hair smells of pumpkin.”

Summertime

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“Mescaline occurs naturally in our bodies, you know,” I said.

Her father's job

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“We don’t drop litter. Pick it up.”

Ethics

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I was good-looking, marketable and ambitious. And that never hurt anyone cracking it big ...

The Strange Edge: Have I Stumbled Upon a New Idear? (Blog)

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Slipstream features strange events in a typical world whereas New Weird features typical events in a strange world.

The Night We Saw Shehenshah

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‘In terms of relationship, I am your Father – my name is the Emperor’.

My Shasta Daisy

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I lay on grass warmed by the sun Somehow the breeze finds Its way between my toes I gaze at your beauty Standing alone in between Blades of green grass Is Shasta My Daisy I watch you dance As the wind teases and blows I watch you stand tall …

Strings

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The field opens up to us like something born.

After the Fall

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They were a family, now, these three: child, widow, widower.

The girl, whose hair was red, green and yellow

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There were trees where I lived and clean pavement

And So It Begins

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Kelly looked at her screen. Did she really just type that? Is she really going that cliche? Apparently so. She sighed. "Well I can't erase it for fear of losing words so I might as well just go with it."

Killing Noise

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I ate a novel. I digested a film reel. I vomited poetry.

I Use Commas like Ninja Stars

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my foreign mouth embarrassed the teachers. my jumbled words gave people sad faces. so wrong these words of mine. even the mentally retarded girl would not talk to me. just looking at my garbled mouth made her slap herself. and my writing. oh no. my writin

Fuck with death....again.

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The grenadier moans in his sleep. He’s making love with a dead brown woman. A small, bone thin woman with heavy milk full breast. A dead child’s milk.