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The sound wasn’t coming from her dream, it was coming from inside the house. Somewhere outside her bedroom the noise was gaining power. Each pitch climbed higher with the urgency of a smoke alarm. With hands over ears and a hazy brain she got up from her
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She laughed as she stuck up the word flaccid,
it kept falling down
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You think you are a perpetual motion machine, free of thermodynamic law. I’m telling you, you’re wrong.
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From the earth it erupts
Growing longer, stronger, as the sun rises and sets
Days and nights pass, bringing the wind, the rain, the moon, the stars
A place of shelter it becomes
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Ok, so I know this guy, he's a friend of mine. A good friend, even though I think he's left too big a tip on the bar more than once. His name is Frank.
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Here is a not remembering
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lift my love and be lifted
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Someone must bear witness//
at a comfortable remove.
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“Because the day I fucked you I caught an infection and now I have it for life.”
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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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Hours later, when I was on the phone trying to explain in broken Greek that I didn't have the money to pay damages, I started to retrace my steps from that souvenir shop I reduced to dust.
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She found herself suddenly awake at five. She laid there in their bed while downstairs the coffee maker waited for her to press its button so it might gurgle and hiss, filling the pot with wakefulness. The dishwasher waited too, waited for her to throw its latch…
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Lost in the booth of Mr Punch's dreams,Jack Ketch flinches at the imagesflickering across torn curtains.The chirpy projectionistsits in his nest,flinging pictures:A snake, rising from a discarded pair of clown's trousers.A monkey, balancing on a watermelon.A burning sofa.A…
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Bearded massage parlors of dissonance whittle away hours for a few dollars and cents
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He will spread peace like wet blood on a sheet.
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We now bring to the stage ....
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Swords of Romeby Christopher Lee BucknerHello readers,The following is chapter Two of my Roman epic, Swords of Rome. The book is available to buy on Amazon: A special limited time offer of $0.99 for Kindle readers, and $14.99 for…
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“Living rooms,” said the town drunk, “are incapable of emanating.”
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It is imperfect,/
eroded by the optics//
of light, space/
and orbital mechanics.
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I want that one, unnoticed taste.
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Michael lay on his back and counted his breaths, measuring their depth of inhalation and release.
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Something is clearly wrong with them and we're supposed to socialize them.
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a fat crow rapturously caws over its good fortune...
not a morsel left on the street,
not even a bloodstain
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god's seed is asleep in the carseat
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I remember one afternoon when Terry and I did it in broad daylight in a nearby park in Lombard, or Glen Ellen. This was after we had broken up already and I was seeing Jolene, I think, before leaving to go out to my writing program at U.C. Irvine. It wa
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I have to find a way To evolve To become To grow into something else To become something else I have to find a way To let go Loosen my firm grasp Watch it all fall away Let myself fall away Drop this act This weight This mess of a life This mess I…
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I did as I was told, running barefoot down the bare wooden stairs
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Ben shook his head in disbelief: Was this some theatrical soothsayer trick of Ida’s?
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It’s the longing from another life inside that pulls me along by the fine hairs below my navel (at the exposed midriff) and by the short blonde hair at my neck, and by the dense bunch between my legs, if you can imagine. It’s the longing of the love I’v
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My first time all started with the girl on the bench. She had those perfect eyes, you know the ones, where you see them and you just can't help wanting to take everything she has on her. Those kind of eyes. And I saw them first. I was the first one there that morning at the…
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