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Cold smoke from the crater
Breathes on our eyelashes;
The abysmal emptiness held
Its breath just once.
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"Too many people were presenting themselves in a false light on lunch dates,” she says. “The power ties on the men, the come-you-know-what-me pumps on the women–that’s not what married life is about.”
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114722
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He who is well hydrated, won't sweat you
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1147127
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If you ask me I'm thinking I'm just blowing off some steam, some hot air that doesn't add up to the old cliche of a hill of beans. A hill of fucking beans.
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I am naked in an upright glass box with water running through my hair and over my skin. I am in there when the old man who invited himself into our house for six long months (because no one had the nerve to tell him to leave) opens a door and stands…
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st. paul is steeped in fog.
mist and rain make the north side a grainy
faded photograph, almost timeless.
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At the Rest Home for Silence
We are teenagers
At best
I have to admit
I fell asleep on the bus
On the way to the Rest Home
For Silence
And I woke up
To the noise
Coming from the
Overfilled silence
It's the overfilled silenc
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don’t ask me to set my goals./
I have none except safe air to breathe,/
a reliable roof,/
something aromatic in the oven.
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irretrievably we tell ourselves stories
irretrievably as beaded water slides off our skin
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She was trying to hold something, gathering in … lips blue/ black, saying: “I’m all right.”
I remember her telling me, over the phone one time: “It’s a baby rabbit, and he was having a picnic. He was chewing away and chewing away. I had six tomato pla
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114710
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In dreams begin responsibilities--Yeats I'm writing this story to tell you about a mistake, despite the fact that you might find it boring or might consider my writing style onerous or overeager. I begin with…
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114711
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In his head the moment would have been different.
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That September, he had enjoyed drinks in the company of now-dead utopians.
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it's all a bit like the quiet steam
drifting to nowhere off my microwaved
hot coffee in the sunflower mug
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As I looked in her eyes
She told me—
she liked to pull wings off flies.
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114711
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Anastomose my veins to / yours so we may / share // a dream pooled between us
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114630
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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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114611
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Trenches coated with man-gruel laced the earth.
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114600
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"Here's the bad news: you have to wear a patch over your eye for the next six weeks."
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114600
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Italian authorities seized $1.9 billion in "green" investments made by La Cosa Nostra to launder money. Reuters
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114611
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You think about bears and it gives you a headache? Don’t give them that power.
You see bears and it gives you a headache? Don’t run. Don’t walk but don’t run.
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I didn’t say to eat your keys and parrots.
It was peas and carrots. Idiot!
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The pen point sits motionless on the paper...
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The silence grew louder as it grew longer.
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114642
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The ambient sound wheezes on.
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1146127
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Extrapolate, interpolate/
to add imaginary flesh//
to fragmentary bones.
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114600
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Ben Clarone watched Dan Arris get into the Brighton Beach Car Service car and leave the departure zone of the Pan Am Worldport terminal at JFK. Ben’s rare all wood contrabass clarinet, which his repairman, Sal Frompini, had spent the last six hours adjust
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As the pastor of a small southern church, I'm often asked by our younger members about this prickly notion of global warming. They herd around me, as adolescents are prone to do, and they ask me, “Dear father, is this something that we should fear, these…
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114600
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Rob was having a hard time of it. His whole life was like that-- in and out of jail for assault, robbery and selling drugs. He tried to go straight. A career counselor, had set him up, with a job in a warehouse. But he just couldn't…
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