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He is snoring inside the silo of his throat. The inside there shines golden but that’s not the truth. There is something caught below the gold.
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251563
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We buried her upright, in the stance of warriors.
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251532
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The pieces of bread dipped us humans in cheese,
the cheese made by cows from our milk.
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251421
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That’s how I’d met him really: drinking games. We’d both been at the local watering hole, challenging the other patrons to drunken games of chance and making a clean sweep of it. A few guys figured themselves for alpha dogs had Teqs cornered after he’d ta
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Montauk was the solution. He had no job, no money. He could stay for the winter at the summer place. It would be a lark. He had come home to Great Neck after losing the last job and they were making broad hints at him to move…
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2514115
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Where was she exactly? There is, of course, no answer to this question. But that didn't stop me from asking it. Constantly. Obsessively.
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2514197
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"The truth isn't always beauty, but the hunger for it is.'--Nadine Gordimer Other things do matter just as much of course. Of course they do. Hey I'm still kind of alive inside this poem here. At least I'd like to think so, so yes another…
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25114321
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Zach lifts his glass. “Look at us! We eat like kings. Kings!”
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251132
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We are the generation who tattoo our stories on our bodies, who pierce what appears impenetrable; we fly our scars like pennants.
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2510125
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“How much is stuff worth? Stuff man! Bling! Cargo! STUFF! What's it worth to you? It ain't worth a shit, man! Clean clothes! Comfortable shoes! A ride! Those things are important! But they’re only stuff.
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251022
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It's the way an earnest five-year-old boy pronounces every single letter as he whispers. Something about octopuses, something else about peas.
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2510179
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I have been mother
to a hundred soldiers,
holding their hands
barely knowing
their names
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“This is the most dangerous road in the world and you want to drive down it. You crazy,” he said.
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2509366
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I do not trust Shay anymore.
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25092013
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"For God's sake," my mother said. "There could be anthrax in the candy."
My mother worried about me going out on Halloween.
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25082015
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Arriving at the pier I see a sailboat in dead wind.
"That is pathos," Magritte says,
pointing to a barnacle.
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250800
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still the water's insurrection continues, transforming the room into a silent crucible whose pure liquid melts our voices and surges above our heads.
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250783
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Figures are a strip tease.
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250798
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I'm afraid to find out what my spirit animal is
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Even though I made the phone call, it was really Steven who put me on that plane. I wanted to fly out at dawn. "Let's wait till after breakfast," he said. "Change to a later flight." By that time everything was sold out except a few seats on Doomed Flight…
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Voltaire drinks his coffee standing up in front of the microwave and he likes to hold one hand on his chest where his heart is while he drinks. He likes to feel his heartbeat quicken and then he imagines that he is a machine or something mechanical.
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We made our escape on grimy streets under skies filled with crows, flapping like litter in the wind.
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25062217
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I stare, out a dirty window, / into the sanitary blackness.
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250611
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The first morning we met—I remember the rain, soft the way I like it—was a series she later attributed as a fourteen-frame sunrise.
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This is my house. You park in the back.
*
This is a picture of flowers and hands.
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250584
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I'm Icarus in Brueghel's painting. My wings as it turned out were made of wax. Mothers, tell your daughters this truth. You cannot fly so close to the sun.
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"If Hillary can forgive Bill, why can't you forgive Dad?" my seven-year-old son wails one night as I put him to bed.
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2505149
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You can't always get what you want, and fortunately, that's sometimes a good thing.
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She sits at home, on the floor of the kitchen, bathing her stuffed animals in molasses to match the ones on the news.
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I was having festive sex flashbacks and wasn't thinking sharply.
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