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He can’t enlarge the rock—/
can only find its safest distance
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Agamemnon and Menelaus were/
complete creeps. Achilles was//
a pompous piece of shit.
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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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Bearded massage parlors of dissonance whittle away hours for a few dollars and cents
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I tell people that we leave out food for the creatures to appease the skunk gods.
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...cinched the handcuffs.
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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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Can you remember now? How we could each disappear completely, connected despite fault lines. . . .
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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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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 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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Lips touch briefly at first
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Most of the deer around here have a higher IQ than the hunters.
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"The tundra was as cold and barren as Mother Theresa's womb."
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Will it//
scare us shitless when we can finally/
draw ourselves a likeness of it?
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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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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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I enjoy the walk through these crowded woods. It's good to be back among deeply seated young and old trees again. That familiar smell, you want to always savor it so very much, to not deny any of it. It smells like a blue sky, the…
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I dig with no light to guide the aim of my shovel but the stars peeking through the trees which are fuller now then when you went away.
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Some friends of mine took him for a ride out to Broad Channel, you know that enclave of crazies that live in houses on stilts on the island in Jamaica Bay on Cross Bay Boulevard. He might find that when the tide comes in, the water might be a little deepe
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It was New Year's Day. My cousin and I were having coffee. It was about ten at night. We were outside the establishment. She said: "Sometimes I think you're not happy. I see it in you."
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This is like getting a hand full of black slugs as a gift.
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An hour later, we're no closer to the tunnel. In our rental car, we're just two in a school of a thousand fish skimming the edge of the island. Go with the flow, we keep saying to each other. We're just going with the flow. …
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Keep it quick (and they usually did) and it was simple.
Quick as the walk between their houses, from number 27 to number 33 (odd numbers only), and simple as the alibi.
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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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