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so here we all are/
deep in debt
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124020
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I find that I am keeping silent more often. I don't like repeating myself.
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124020
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Poets die every day but are seldom in position to put the experience to literary merit.
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124098
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decline the proffered hand
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today
somewhere by water
this photograph of a woman
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123940
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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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123921
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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
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123911
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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."
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123942
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She was the clerk in the photography shop.
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123932
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I knew there was something wrong with the sunset when I woke up.
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123910
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The cab split the thread of oncoming traffic into water barrels and telephone poles.
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123920
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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.”
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hot,
full
focused,
hypnotic
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123910
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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…
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123900
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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…
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123998
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I took Annie to the zoo, and the tigers got out. The little tigers, that is. Cubs.
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123954
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i hope that day comes sooner rather than later.
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123900
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Son, could you please step out of the car?
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123800
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My obituary wasn't in the morning paper, so I headed to Target.
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123821
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I heard a story once that said we are all entitled to seven good years. No, wait, that is not exactly what it said. Rather, it was more plaintive and inquiring. The feeling that song gave was more one of asking the question: Wasn’t I supposed to get sev
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That was all it took. Thirty seconds.Half of a minute.30: He was standing with me on the corner of the street, 29: waiting for the crosswalk to say it was okay for us to make our way to the other side. 28: The red "do not walk" signal changed to the white "join us over…
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123863
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Meeting the past an inevitable outcome (this inside a future fortune cookie). Shame pierces her like a sudden migraine.
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Antibiotic ointment didn't help. Maybe Granny medicine would.
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in moving cars i am small;
in moving cars i am invisible.
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123821
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You looked innocent and
I
was the epitome of just that …
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123711
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In the sides of mountains the rivers rush through and who would stop them as they gain a hold on the world? For silences they keep just then, as if from a larger wisdom and different clock. Pink moons and funny coins with the heads of lions and lambs, and the quarter…
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1237158
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I haven't felt my soul leave my body
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123742
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At first he thought it was a cat she was holding, swathed in a white, fleece blanket
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123753
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accidental ground/
for index-fingered figures
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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…
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