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if you lost your list on your way here
i will help you get what you came for.
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109051
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Sand atop a trickling potentially,where roundabout rides hideunbegun business, the trickling of sand at any moment.
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109033
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That son of a bitch meant every word. Every filthy mouthful of insults that hit me was intentional and focused.
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109011
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We are / packed in a speck of dust / adrift across the universe, / revolving an ember.
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109011
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She burns
her wrists with menthols; she says
it's too much effort to cut
them. Besides, it's
more fun.
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109075
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There could be a Reagan circle/
with a Maggie Thatcher suite.
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109076
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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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109053
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It was a summer full of rage and discontent. The air had a new taste to it, reminiscent of the tang of battery acid.
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1090107
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"The sheriff's mother-in-law made the smoothest 'shine in the county."
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109000
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For some employees the job was simply a job, another day towards another paycheque towards another Friday night spent at the bar wondering just exactly when life decided to start with the kidney punches.
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109020
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Jess threw her books on the bed then grabbed a notebook from a shelf and slammed it onto a writing table. It made a hard pop gunshot sound. Flinging open the book, a page tore. Her diaries were named Annabelle. It was with a blue felt tip pen that she wrote: …
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In the dark I rode naked
feeling quite exposed...
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108900
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I walked up to the bar and sat down on the empty stool.“You don't want to sit there,” said the bartender.“Oh? Why not?” I replied.“It's haunted.”I laughed, but then stopped when I saw he was not laughing with me.“You're…
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108921
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I dreamt my legs were stirring the air up behind your back, as you lay between my thighs. Stirring the air repetitively, like a sea anemone stirring the water to feed the soul, the hunger between the legs and arms, for new life.
Stirring up the salt
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Father, trouble me memory;laconic, idle, some glint on the dark. Recall us to me: what did we have, or what did we lose? Like some late affection, open me again, laugh it out of us. It is not loss I'm looking toput back together, papered over…
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Pick, pick, pick. Scabrous flesh comes off. Goes into mouth. Picking like a drone. This is my leg. It tastes a little salty. Iron apparent. Partner sits across the room, on his laptop, begging. I can't stop widening the pit. Partner goes to kitchen, eats…
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108852
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She was having a laugh, but I didn't know what about. We were sitting in a big house that was on the top of a large incline. All these books were scattered around, and the walls and the kitchen, the doors and the quarter round and every other thing, was old and…
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108876
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I go down to pick up R and get a cartridge of black ink for the printer. It's an extremely pleasant summer day — early afternoon — and the air is exemplary: clear and sweet. So far so good. But as soon as I park and go to a nearby cash machine the fun begins.…
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Why is this woman smiling?
Because she’s the Real Mona Lisa,
that’s why
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108821
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The moon has a cloud pass before it. The strop has a razor pulled up-and-down, up-and-down, up and down against it.
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108822
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But then there were car windows
bashed out on both sides
Glass on the ground
like Kristallnacht
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108800
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(Recently unearthed from a “Lost Luggage” travel trunk abandoned in a train station in Salt Lake City, Utah) Dear Seamus: Boy, we sure did enjoy having you as a member of our family all those years. I would have to say you…
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108821
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What the fuck is that smell? Puke? Pine-Sol? Oh shit!Back seat of a cop car.Again?What is it this time?“Excuse me, officer? Where the fuck are my clothes?”
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a few Hershey's Kisses tucked in with the note
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108865
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The superhero is out there in the fields, discovering herself.
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108822
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"Excuse me. I believe you have a little something falling from your right nostril there," he said, pointing with his pinky.
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108821
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If the pen travels over a sheet of paper, it is not long before a metaphor appears. A fast, beautiful metaphor like friendship, or deformity. Think of the pen as a penis and the ink as semen. I just sit and laugh. Time impregnates an opportunity and a lon
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108800
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My life isn't exactly what you'd call glamorous. Hell it's not even good. Not like that bathroom cabinet, getting cleaned every other day and handled like it's made of glass.No, my life is literally full of shit. They come, they sit, they shit. On the good days, I'm lucky…
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108832
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The drug that brought me here is orange and opposable as a thumb. Therefore, send me a dollar and I will swim in your beautiful gaze like a new experience. We can be caviar together and create metaphors for the stars.
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108800
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On the back porch of the world, the sun kisses my laughter, Giving me the silent strength to separate before from the after. Misunderstood soil shyly strikes up a conversation. And I engage my soul, lost in aimless contemplation. …
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