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This girl who looks about ten years old and her Pomeranian puppy are staring at my left arm and my right hand keeps filling out the form and I know I shouldn't but I say what she's been begging me to for the last half hour: It wasn't Wilbur. It was a woman. A girl,…
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“So he rounds up three bums and says he'll buy 'em a case of beer if they’ll do a job for him. All they have to do is ride around in a car for his campaign. Of course they all said yes.”
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She’s an old soul who was
scattered to the winds
like a thousand butterflies
and a moth
She has no center
and flits from event to event
and can’t miss out on
a thing, because crikey,
what if she missed something
important?
And the m
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Prospero's in his cell and I'm in mine.
He drowns his books, I'm drowning in mine.
He exercises his power–I'm powerless to exercise.
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artifacts gone obsolete / miscegenating in suspension
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Cleopatra fills her cart with food and cosmetics until it is overflowing. She proceeds out of the store. The clerks stop running products over their scanners and gaze in incredulity, and confusion.
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First of all, you should know an unstoppable fire made my panties roar for you. Maybe you will come to understand what effect you had on my life, my whole life, I mean. You should know the effect you had on people. Me, and Sharon too, both. And I’m sure
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She was asked: “What would it mean to be in a great earthquake to you?”
She said: “It would mean that I might never see him again.”
Then she panicked. She came to me and said: “Do you mind riding in the other car? I have to ride in the same car wi
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...the bulk of poets are amateurs.
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Julie had a thousand freckles the
color of mud.
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In the beginning there was salt.
God licked the salt and said it was
Good. Then there was light.
And then chocolate.
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His beard is an eighteenth-century forest / in south central France
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For every Ruben Studdard, there are ten Mick Jaggers and, considered merely in terms of avoirdupois, the two sides of that scale would probably balance.
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I'd rather slit my wrists with a Triscuit...
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A short sonnet for my sweetheart's birthday.
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She sat me down naked
on a kitchen chair and fucked me
in the dining room, hovering over me,
then sitting down on top of me
I was upstanding
It was outstanding, raw, and exciting
No children or adults around, or dogs,
cats or birds, no goldf
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Wait for it. It's not the end of the world, it's the end of certain things. It's not that the sky is falling, it's that the coral reefs are dead or dying. I don't know how the ravaged trees have managed to survive this long with us breathing…
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Some things are said.
Others, never.
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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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A pair of snakes contemplates gulping a pair of frogs.
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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 would like to land youLike a paper airplane,Take you home to mom. I like your mom &, sheWants to sleep in the sameBed as me. Call it odd. I give you a head nodin the museum, we speakin code. Call it news.I have the blues. Nobodydoes it like you do, to me,for us, in…
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In the switched-off
time
of day's blackest
rest-
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Dave Sharpe silently pulled his desk chair out of its nook that was conveniently placed underneath his desk. He took a deep breath as he slowly took his place in the seat and nudged it into a perfect…
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“the calendar of my future was in there!”/
yes: all tomorrows belong to the dead cats,/
their decisions relinquish one day per day.
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Shit, I guess I'm gonna hafta
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You gave me chills on my opposite hip whenever you touched me from behind, when we spooned under the rough woolen blanket in your basement. Whenever your essence touched my life like that. Just like when you said, “You came, that’s all.”
That’s all? T
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Watch the moon hang with methough miles and miles apart.Over sea and rock and railwaysforever in my heart.
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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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I got a male bouffant hairdo like Trump
I can’t wait to develop patience
And the next time I have a ringing in my head
I’m not going to answer it
Can I Get a New To-Do List?
I tried changing my name to Richard Vixen
Until the State Dept. too
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