1065 9 4
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You slit your eyes and flick your cigarette in front of an oncoming car. I see how easily you could be that oncoming car.
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106530
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...afraid of cancer, fire, floods, famine, being audited by the IRS....the list goes on and on....
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106523
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we get back to discussing how long a year is although no one talks about what a woman is or a man and they are just there. rocking chairs rock. sitting and spinning, just like spider’s spin waiting for him – to make a coffee.
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106511
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Years later, the couple is different in some terribly profound way. Maybe they have grown old and begun to look like one another. Or maybe they have been divorced and haven't spoken in months or years except through the kids, who they spoil and use against their…
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106510
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Sick of sight, Ai Kitano constructed glasses by which the wearer was rendered totally blind.
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106530
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The casual writer uses the work "dick" often. Other words for this appendage he finds pretentious, emasculating, or too much trouble to look up. A dick has simple motives. It is an agent of birth and death, a divining rod for the dark wet.
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106544
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The world hasn't ended. Your part in it is still ongoing. The going on world hasn't winked out. Every possibility is still out there. In there, out there, it doesn't matter where you are. The here and now claims you for its only tribe. They only want someone to tell them…
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106521
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I repeated your name like a mantra
/ and vomited black bile in the sink.
/ Some Buddhist monk told me
/ if I recite it ten thousand times
/ you will be mine.
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106520
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she covered me with down and kissed me good night, tucking in loose ends, whispering prayers... she cut me out of paper and blew me into life. she held the scissors near my neck in case i put up a fight. she covered me in clothes cut out of colored paper: polka dotted…
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106502
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There's a whole pack of us, men minted from hot brass and thumbtacks.
Too tough for sensibility's sake.
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106564
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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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106585
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Mom would dig through one of her music boxes to pick out Saturday morning's cleaning jams. Tattered, battered Payless shoeboxes with lids ripped to shit, filled to capacity with piles of cassettes; greatest hits albums, mostly, or Time Life compilations of mid-to-late…
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106501
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It's soundless, but they're
saying please,
don't let it hurt, don't let us
be consumed by the air,
don't let it be madness.
My muscles tense
in bare rhythm.
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106542
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I remember you were on top of us freely, and we were starry with enjoyment. You turned to the beautiful youth because we were light, because we were so full of life
that our skin alone could not seem to contain us.
We were burning, burning on all
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106550
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Bitter the sun when it is in Hades
High fans meaning nothing keep the heat down
but the nitre keeps burning
So glows the gloss and high sheen on the skin
Foreheads exhibit thought
though the eyes are crossed
and at night, butterflies i
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106421
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Listening to old friends speak the same way, the same things tells me they have been dead a long time. They are in their form of living, their self, there is no new season of growth. I witness each of them continue on the same path because it is familiar
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106432
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medieval the new:/days of rational belief/and mythical thought.
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106453
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Soft rain, small rain, steady rain—
what the shrubs and tangled
young red oak tree need—
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106400
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At the first door the clumsy research assistant from the Wistar Institute of Anatomy and Biology rings the bell and when the door opens Mr. Whitman says " O me! O life!... of the questions of these recurring!" instead of "Trick or treat" just as we'd prac
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106433
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why not just go ahead and walk into the mirror à la Jean Marais following Heurtibise into the underworld.
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106400
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Before I take on any client, I need to know why exactly you need the services of a professional wingman. It’s hard to admit to your failures, especially when it involves your penis.
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106400
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Troy approached the podium and cleared his throat.
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106454
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No one has the right/
to script how someone dies.
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106311
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Oh, but we have lost-- such treasured souls, at immeasurable costs. Oh, but we do moan and cry-- such treasured souls, no tangible, useable reasons why. Oh, but we whose hearts do bleed-- such treasured souls, we…
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106374
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One day, he decided instead to be-pet them,
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106352
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The rest is Scots,
people for whom a taste is enough
and a lyric’s as rare as a dragon
or a poet named MacDuff.
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1063149
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... and August's drought/
will yellow lawns, singe the shrubs,/
and amplify cicada song.
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106322
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I loved you with the heaviness of crushed knives
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106310
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I had coffee with one of my characters today. It did not go well. I thought we were friends, but I guess I was wrong.
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106321
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Zoë was stunning in a designer gown so revealing and form-fitting that only static electricity could keep it on her body.
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