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the swan gliding before death

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When you awaken on the other side, you will see, I was like the swan gliding before death, and the animating power of her is willing and unavoidable. And you are itching, feeling an inextinguishable sexual desire, its nightmare ink burnt in your head, n

writing in loops

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Antique pens better allow an old soul to express what needs expressing.

The Fly On Our Pickle

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I think I know that fly That fly followed us from our apartment on W. 11th St When I opened the door he flew right in and when we left, he flew right out again Followed us on the subway to Times Square Took the Shuttle apparently Followed

The Fourth Prague Defenestration: 10

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But the restaurants put pig in every little dish. You couldn't eat there without encountering some portion of pig. It was in everything, including the cabbage. Who puts pig in the cabbage? I'm asking you. And in the dumplings too. For God's sake, give it

The In-Transit Report of Henry J. Worthmore, Jr.

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The In-Transit Steering Committee would like to thank The Divine Arranger for sending us Mr. Worthmore. As Your Most Austere Presence knows, we’ve had a rather difficult few months of late, what with all the disasters and wars taking place around the pla

gravelortian part 24

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Outside cool fresh morning tiny fingers

Injuries Few in Annual "Running of the Cats"

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"We improvised to show our Spanish compadres that we meant them no disrespect, and the running of the cats was born."

four haiku

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years later ghosts enter. . . .

Hair

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I had a temperature of 105 degrees. I lost all my hair.

Knots

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She sees her first husband on the bathroom floor, ingrained in the wood.

Things You Probably Should Know About New York City

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It is a misdemeanor to fart in NYC churches. In 1857, toilet paper was invented by a man living in NYC. No one knows how long it took for the idea to fan out from there. God only knows why it took so long, or why NYC was at the epicenter of it all

Be Prepared

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I thought I would beThe standing champagne glassunmarked and gleamingThe sleeping silverParalleling matesInert as ChinaBut I was the catasleep on the rug

The Oxymoronic Life of a Nearly Dead Woman

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I could have a minor stroke.

Sarcasm

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My tongue lashes out like a whip.

The Man Inside

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...her facial twitches, gasps and whines, her moments of trapped silence.

Release My Pajamas

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And then I heard “Yea, for I have seen the Father The Son, and the Holy Toast” Okay now, something up was weird

traffic incident

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and i start screaming. i check the damage in my rearview mirror but there's nothing.

A Nice Girl Is Like Powder

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A nice girl is like powder, quick to anger, fresh, impudent, too quick to know what expletives fate speaks. It was a cold year for trash talk and sheer silk. And yes, the fox was smoking, who could attract or irritate a nice girl with the same look, a wom

Poetry & Poets

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“I’ve read your blog recently,” my friend told me over waffles and cold potato salad at 10PM, “and something strange is going on in there.”

The We

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You gotta see this new drugdelivered thru a procedurally exacting pill Sugar coated yetcompletely foul tastingDrought drowning and will make you blowfish-cheekedIt creates coincidences with bafflement and symmetry Meaningfully uncertain…

What It Takes

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So tell me what it takes. // My wallet is so fat / I sit lopsided.

gravelortian part 12

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He said I was doing it all wrong Opened up his ghastly mouth

Storms at the Door

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My Mother always said that a storm was death knocking.

John Nixon Cummin' in Matt Hogue.

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[FARCICAL STATUS ... Keep going to Ladd's, you fucking losers! #talesofatwentyFOURyearoldNOTHING]

The Rider

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"The rider rode his bike in Arizona just about every day and for all the usual reasons....."

a confession

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a pit-bull or a rottweiler or something like that

My Book of Frozen Ponds

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We broke our hearts rather than sit in your reversible seats with the plain brown paper packages tied on our laps, we did so together. You don't want to hear about that. It gets too close to the actual murder of love. I…

Seventy

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She was a rich widow who lived down the street.

Rest In Peace

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Gone he is in his designated place Just resting in peace while I barely move on

High Beings (including a few of the more mundane facets around)

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would absolutely love to hear from you singing as careless as a cat choir as you make your fingertip wishes well known to the dishwasher night,want you to be ever so playful with your environments as you please. While (those)…