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A novel is an idea that has
Survived many severe beatings
While a poem is a homely thing that was
Never even asked to the dance
Art Speak, however, is the art of
Systematically overstating and
Re-inventing the Obvious to the point of
Distr
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“Namaste,” I say as I hand the guy his ticket. “The divinity within me salutes the divinity within you. Have a nice freaking day.”
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Soft rain, small rain, steady rain—
what the shrubs and tangled
young red oak tree need—
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Oriana, much as she wanted to, did not sleep with Francesco, propriety ruled.
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Nothing came of the dust.
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Our friend, M. Dieu-Juste partnered in a used car business with a Vietnamese mechanic, Mr. Tran. Cars however, were not their only venture.
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When I returned to Brooklyn, I discovered some explicit nude paintings of a former student of Francesco's from the Art Students League.
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He had to
get over
the short bridge
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I leave the 29
to go after the 1
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Benjamin did everything by the clock. He ate when the little hand pointed to five and the big hand pointed to six. He danced when the little hand pointed to three and the big hand pointed to seven. He slept when they both hit twelve.To be more precise, he did everything…
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The brain had elected itself Judas, sleazy loud with silver jangling In this grand guignol of new and quickly old concussion Limbs roasted themselves to occult temperatures Yet remained whitely chilled under air that strove to rub, scrape, signify …
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Late last night down at Jim's Saloon
Everyone expected that the last balloon
Would go Boom! The one they all saw coming
And Lady Liberty would send the bad guys running
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Palinode: A poem written to retract something said in a prior poem.
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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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He will later claim he knows nothing of the girl’s disappearance and that I was the last one seen with her, which will unfortunately be true but not the real story…
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How we segued from exploring the wind to eating a nitwit sandwich.
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high school football players who'd been hit wrong and instantly become quadriplegics
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You
sawed off my wings then
Asked
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I held the steam and scrubbed it. How do you do that? asked Willy. How do you scrub steam? It is so, you know, diaphanous. I said to Willy, because Willy was a good man and listened with both ears, we adapt to the heart's convulsions. I send my grammar to a…
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Estonia wore a liver milagro charm on a thin piece of rawhide around her neck and slept with her teeth in a jar. She was dreaming as she often did of the four children she conceived in Mexico. They had been born in bright colors and dust. Her first child Nina…
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dove from the trenches, double-check
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... if he planned to install them in their bedroom she would find them more than a little distracting.
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When you finally arrive,
when you are bounced from Bingo
for calling out too many false Bingos,
may the mothers be there
to lift the children
off your soul.
May you see the fiery red word Psychic
above the doorway
underneath the green
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Periodically I try to vacuum up their eight-legged asses but they hide in the cable drop.
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That evening, my friend and I were at a McDonalds'. It was late in the evening, and we got together after she sent me a text message she meant to send to someone else. I got a burger. She got fries.
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