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“Your family, that family is crazy, everyone of them hush hush, tweet tweet, a little screw loose – or a bird, what kind of bird they got there?”
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and even if you feel like you're all grown up, it's still okay...
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In 1609 Ben Jonson was hired to write a work in celebration of the opening of a new shopping mall.
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the Coke made his butt leak blood
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They had to dress normal, my other boyfriends, be beardless, hairless, everything torn away, plucked, shorn smooth, because it elicited moisture on the tongue (when I was with you.) But I grew bored as the day before I first saw you.
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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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We bring words together and set them up on blind dates. Watch them build a history together, get married and fight together. Make offspring syllables cradled warm in cribs of punctuation. Phonemes squeezed into existence by two parenthesis. Words…
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The smell of Coppertone Suntan Lotion always brings back memories of the beach. I remember you rubbing it on my stomach and you kept moving lower and lower. I had on a bikini bottom (very daring) and you rubbed your finger all along the rim of it just a
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We were fleeing Hurricane Katrina
We stopped somewhere in Texas at a roadside diner
But found a sign that said it was closed
All of a sudden as we sat there in our car
The shop’s owner knocked on the window
And asked what he could get for us
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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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I’m leaning into my freedom and will have you take your portable prison with you and you can set those four walls across town.
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After Loretta McKinley had sat for just such a time on a rock near the tribe, hallucinating and coming as close to death and God as she ever had, she walked into the camp and asked to speak with the elders.
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There was the small wooden structure near the base of the mountain. It had weathered many storms and its walls talked about the scars of this. In the hills to the west various cries came out from feral animals that seemed to go linger that autumn. But it had been a…
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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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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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115321
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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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Balls excite our interest because we live on a ball. We travel through space on a ball.
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"I’d rather move a word around a page
than raise a glass or pass a plate
or work a room immune to poetry."
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He remembers his father’s concrete slab hands. Balled into fists they resembled kettlebells.
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“Hello, I’m Marlene, and this is April,” says the older of two women. Both Marlene and April wear ankle length dresses. The name Hester Prynne flashes through my mind.
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The men stir around so aimlessly
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115190
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...it didn’t take much to just toss it aside and muster up some fresh bravado.
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I won't ever forget the image of my father, behind the wheel of the Cadillac he so loved. Even as a ten year old, and more as an adult, I could never figure out why he loved that car as much as he did. I must explain that he was really my step father,…
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artifacts gone obsolete / miscegenating in suspension
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The leaves/
that clung through February/
fall, dung brown,
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A pair of snakes contemplates gulping a pair of frogs.
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His beard is an eighteenth-century forest / in south central France
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