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But all I see, the only irresolute shape in my mind that forms and becomes real, is you.
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101420
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With nipples like those, rose-colored, we could have fed a nation!
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But conversation, like music, is measured in beats, and he waits for more than one, and loses the moment.
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These were strange realizations, and each built upon the one before until I was completely mystified and unsettled in my life.
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101432
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They called him Camel because of his humped back.
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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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I can be iambic when I want to / be!
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Valerie had purchased a new cell phone in late 2007, and, say a few months afterwards, in the beginning of 2008 a demon briefly took up residence in it. She had just returned home from running a few errands, and set her phone down on her desk. She had been focusing on…
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Slowly
slowly
the veil is lifted
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I’ve really had it up to here
with people who say “awesome”
of things that don’t inspire awe.
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101385
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I ate a tuna salad sandwich for lunch.
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101310
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She left the bathroom and slammed the bedroom door. He heard the lock close.
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the little white lights i see
mean many different things to me
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101354
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once he had planted Lucille things changed./his emptiness rivalled the hollow grave/dug for her . . .
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When I step barefoot on sand you're here again warm and soft and you let me sink in while you hold me up and make my legs like running drunk in a dream; away from all the nice things everyone said about you. And it seems like you're right here…
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We once saw giants in the clouds and in/
connected points of stars, and named/
them, gods. We placed them in their high-halled villas,/
on the mountaintop, to game and frolic
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I feel I am, in fact,/
the dimmest and least wise/
man on earth.
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101321
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Life is a beach, not an enormous ashtry.
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101375
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No CNN to sing obliteration,/
only Pliny the Younger/
to scratch what fell
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101351
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Gary wrote in beautiful brevity of this most fabled story told with strings.
Of it's breathtaking majesty and boundless power.
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A petition submitted to the Planning Department of Palm Beach Florida requests a zoning variance applied to Mar — a — Lago. Studies, backed by research, have defined Mar-a- Lago, an ideal location for shelter and protection for immigrants, fleeing from…
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“Hello. How are you?” “Me? I'm fine actually. Just sitting here in this little coffee shop. Sipping my coffee. I like it black, did you know that?” “Like your men?” ‘Excuse me?” “It's a joke… from…
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I am in a war against the literal. I have sewn these words together to make a stand of birch. I wander the earth gathering moon shadows and swords. Kerosene dots punctuate the Dakota night. An apparition of words hops through a calculus problem and falls into a…
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Chin beards, flannel shirts, Levis
no boots anymore, just loose sandals
their chicks with double triple multiple chins
falling asleep on their own palms
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It's not that there's nothing new, it's all new. That blue color is not the one you remember, but the one you are experiencing, and at the same time, you bring everything you are, crushing into dust, with you. Green…
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It had all been for the children, hadn´t it?
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There was a bottleneck ahead. We slowed down single-file, me behind, to wait our turn to pass the doorway of a vacant storefront church. In it, a lone black man sat atop an empty plastic milk crate. Nobody looked at him; they were all slowing down and cro
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