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we feel entitled to, so unwanted, afraid for, from the billions of stomping oafs, leaping onto our hearts like squishing jelly sandwiches for fun, bullies in power out there? To be brilliant onits tiny behalf? I forget, exactly whyare you still here anyway? Don't…
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"Who's that?" Carl asked about the man standing near the fence.
"Says his name is Marty Lopez," Jake replied.
"For real?" Carl moved to one side for a better look.
"I know. He doesn't look like a Lopez," Jake said.
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There is Truth in imperfection,Symmetry in distortion.Like a sounding well,You can determine the depth of me--PlumbTruthfrom myCore.Test your breath against meSay lies all--I will not believe them.Here am I,Proof Against your intransigence.But do not despair:There…
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(I would cite here “corpse plumbers”, but I fear being misconstrued.)
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123132
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We reach for things and objects//
made of ever smaller things and objects
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I don’t know where I am. It is summertime, at dusk; the dying sun and the newborn moon are low on opposite horizons.
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tiny banners, browned/
and wrinkled by time,
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Alysia saw her reflection in Suzaku’s eyes. There was an empty face looking back.
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123030
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We fall through two feet of clouds and dragons before we land softly on our feet in clover and crab grass.
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123000
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Did I knowingly choose to enter Gloria’s garden and the warm, dark, hollow spaces she offers? Or is it something else that draws me?
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123021
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seven birds on the wire turn in unison to the right
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Almonds of childhood – fending off needless tears and chocolate impulses, almonds of my teens, slivered and toasted industrially baked settling in on egg washed croissant…mashed into the kitchen sink of the catch-all bear claw, then the taste and shiv
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123020
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He sat on the floor and said, "I found this letter W in the jungle. It's b-b-beautiful,"
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The coals lose their glow.Sun kisses the back of my neck goodbye.Someone plays Boys of Summer one more time.The cooler tips... The tides go out...
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nope. no excerpt for you.
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The kid on the floor couldn’t handle it...
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most famously, a small/
writhing dog. A thousand casts were made/
before they stopped
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The man who makes the noose
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I have enjoyed three paid teaching days in Minnesota, since my return in 1996. All three paid days were fielded through S.A.S.E., all three at Patrick Henry. I loved it there. I hope never to become certified to teach.
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Sometimes I try to hum / along with the air conditioning, / and pretend I do not exist, but am merely / the space that fills the room.
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elton wrings the melody from the words into the silent but pulsing air
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Once something starts, there is no telling where it will go.
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are you afraid sometimes, in the night, in the wind as it beats down your maelstrom thoughts?
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122910
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Adrienne found her calling in Africa
feeding poor children
or whatever the fuck you do
when you're in the Peace Corps.
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The little Lady and I drove down to New Orleans to take in the Mardi Gras festivities we’d read so much about.
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What I’ve got is
priceless,
but no one
wants it.
Hmmm.
I wonder if
I can
give it away,
or have to
haul it to the
dump?
What I have is priceless.
Priceless.
What I have
is priceless,
but no one wants it.
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I try to keep myself from weeping.
We are all actors in a bad dream,
that doesn’t go away in the morning
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