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Dream of the Sea

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I knew there was something wrong with the sunset when I woke up.

I Should’ve

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I should've traced my steps. I'm lost in a sea of hyperlinks.

Five Million Yen: Chapter 64

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Mulvihill suspected, but could not prove, that the connection to all three murders and the three men was a painting

Sycamore Tree

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I love you, I said. A beautiful smile struggled through the pain. But I love you more.

assemblage x + 1

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so here we all are/ deep in debt

Unconfirmed Revelation Vouchsafed by Paris

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Poets die every day but are seldom in position to put the experience to literary merit.

Match

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Like the Lady Miss Kier, I believe in the power of love. I believe.

taken

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today somewhere by water this photograph of a woman

Dongs

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[YOU BETTER BE READY FOR THIS!]

Working at a Truck Stop Outside Charlotte

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My name's Barbara and don't call me Barbie if you want to be my friend.

In and Out

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Emma held her arm up to John’s eyes. He looked, nodded. “My burns are on the inside,” he told her. “I’ll never show you.”

Tube-a-Noodles (A Desperate Plea)

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I’m crouched behind my apartment window, practically going crazy.

Weeknights, Idling, Candlelight

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I find that I am keeping silent more often. I don't like repeating myself.

My Girlfriend The Night (Vigil, Rain, and the Round Beet Sun)

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The sun was a red beet and it waited low in the sky but I didn't know for what reason. You could look right at it and forget for an instant about tenement buildings and hydro lines, or the dirty city in general. I tied my shoes and got some water…

The Magic Treehouse

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It was an unseasonably warm day in early spring when I first saw the man in the treehouse. The boys had just climbed onto the school bus, the older with shoulders hunched, weighted down with the gross unfairness of his early adolescent life, the younger still scribbling…

Fate

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decline the prof­fered hand

There's Really Only Space For One Here

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i hope that day comes sooner rather than later.

Long Night, Hard Night

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It had been a long night, a hard night. The sky had been filled with blackened clouds, patters of wind snapping and whipping like a pirate's flag hung at full mast. Rain beat…

Best Laid Plans

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My obituary wasn't in the morning paper, so I headed to Target.

Renewal

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At first he thought it was a cat she was holding, swathed in a white, fleece blanket

My Great Sensitivity

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I'm mucked now for sure. No one's going to discover my difficult poems in a locked away desk drawer somewhere after the dying fact. I remember how it feels to be knocked out by someone standing next to me in a simple white dress. This…

what audible skill

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We all heard the audible skill you had, speaking smoothly of our lives, saying audibly what has driven us, who are huge with night, rising with its origin inside, and clear water running past, beyond, behind, and after us. To honor, to fear utteranc

Chu Berry, Tenor Wrapped in Swaddling

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They heard Chu’s voice, he was lying ten feet away, his skull opened up. “Find my change,” was all he was saying. “I left my change around, look for it."

Split Decisions

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Many colored eyes move slow between the mirror and my heart, begging questions. I offer no explanation. None suffice to breed either my content or theirs.

Chresmographion

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Meeting the past an inevitable outcome (this inside a future fortune cookie). Shame pierces her like a sudden migraine.

Margaret, Pleased

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Grace looks at her cell phone. It had been about a week since her Aunt Margaret fell, slipping gracefully down the stairs and pulling her shoulder out as she grabbed the banister, her hand caught in the holiday streamers spiraling down the railing. Every

Biscuits and Gravy

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Lips touch briefly at first

Between the Trees

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In his head the moment would have been different.

The Calamity Train (Pulling Seven Cattle Cars):Remixed for the Occupy Yourself Movement

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We believe in our love storyin spite of the ferocious efforts ofserial bankerseverywhere to discourage us from looking our damned nearprettiest if we really feel like it. I meangranted they do do their ugly troll dogimpressions of…

Digging In The Darkness

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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.