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her knife cleaves a single red hair
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Can you remember now? How we could each disappear completely, connected despite fault lines. . . .
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Gringovitch sat on the big leather chair in Olivia’s suite. Before him on a coffee table were the nude sketches he’d made of her earlier that day.
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Walking east, he pauses,
Picks a cassava,
Cleaves the melon in two;
He tears juicy chunks
Of flesh to cleanse the blade.
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I want that one, unnoticed taste.
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"I don't hear anything..." whispered Hannah. We had just reached the hatch at the top of the maintenance chute.
"Open it quietly, take a look around and if it's clear we climb out as silently as possible, OK go." Responded Pedro. His caution betraying h
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Someone must bear witness//
at a comfortable remove.
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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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Once I get through this I'm going to start: daily yoga stretches; walking the dog all the way to the waterfall every morning; tossing out, unread, Saturday's ads so I don't think about going into Walmart to buy Stack-A-Shelves (assembly required). Hey, even…
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He can’t enlarge the rock—/
can only find its safest distance
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Performed October 21-22, Gallery 263, Cambridge, Mass. Kathy-Ann Hart, the Hostess; Ryan Wenke, Ubu; Tyler Catanella, Alfred Jarry; the author--technician.
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After he closed the door, Harry stared at the box for a long time before picking it up. I know what it is and I know what it means. Bloody hell. And at Christmas of all times.
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accidental ground/
for index-fingered figures
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Dancing at the pavilion leads to sex. A nectar builds up around the heart (damp curl of hair at the neck.) The heart does not know what it cannot have. It is dumb and does not know. But I, for one, hope that it never learns and becomes numb.
There i
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...cinched the handcuffs.
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Michael lay on his back and counted his breaths, measuring their depth of inhalation and release.
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Lips touch briefly at first
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"The tundra was as cold and barren as Mother Theresa's womb."
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134700
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My writing career began with sitting around the tree eating Christmas presents.
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Sometimes you want to strike out at me. What is stopping you? There is no stopping you. You know I will not retaliate. Gone is all that I will be to you then.
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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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you shimmered me with attention
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This is like getting a hand full of black slugs as a gift.
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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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I remember some of the tight-fitting garments you wore, your looks seeping through them. The light blonde hairs at your neck and at your middle. Were we really expected to keep our hands off each other? It is foolish to think so. I know what I was think
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I'm writing you this letter displayed on a carved cherry flute. I'm sending it along through a poem's fully licensed cloud of incense; the only delivery system I can still hitch up for long distance pitching. I'm writing you a letter you'll probably…
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The end, she thought, when did we end? She knew it had to end. Ten months in and it was no different from the day they met. Then again, the day they met it seemed as if they’d known each other ten years. That was the nature of their relationship she
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