1144 5 1
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114451
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the Coke made his butt leak blood
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114453
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Most of life, it
turns out,
is pathetic.
Very little is funny.
We have to generate our
own laughter.
Canned laughter
may have to do.
Even if we have to carry
the can around our neck
like a Saint Bernard
or strapped to our
hip
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114390
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...it didn’t take much to just toss it aside and muster up some fresh bravado.
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114334
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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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114300
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The canvas bag lay crumpled and moaning in the middle of the room as Mister and Miss Marital Bliss contemplated what to do to it next. Spots of deep crimson blossomed like spring flowers all over the white sack and a large pool had gathered underneath. Rivulets of blood…
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114265
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I was right to fear the God of my father
He is a monster.
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114200
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The men stir around so aimlessly
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114285
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We broke our hearts rather than sit in your reversible seats with the plain brown paper packages tied on our laps, we did so together. You don't want to hear about that. It gets too close to the actual murder of love. I…
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114221
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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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114220
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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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1142108
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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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114297
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He remembers his father’s concrete slab hands. Balled into fists they resembled kettlebells.
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114211
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artifacts gone obsolete / miscegenating in suspension
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114231
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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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114276
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The leaves/
that clung through February/
fall, dung brown,
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114220
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A thrill seeker before midnight - but closer to twilight ...
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114291
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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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114144
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A short sonnet for my sweetheart's birthday.
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114110
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They use people
then throw them away
They are after the image
There is a desperation in (it)
They behave as if they must have it
It must be a drug
to them
Are they that able?
. . .
They bring it over here and then all they want
is im
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114130
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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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114100
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Every retailer within my five mile containment zone is consumed with my convenience. It is incredibly comforting, this suburban fixation with access, proximity, speed, and ubiquity. If Marx were hanging out in American subdivisions today, he would likely
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114041
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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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114061
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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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114041
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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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114042
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When they first brought me home, I was their pride and joy. Then, one day, they put me in this wooden box.
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114042
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To be free of pain. Is that what we all want?
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114082
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A pair of snakes contemplates gulping a pair of frogs.
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114094
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114052
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—Francesco, said Zambrano, rising from his desk and putting his arm around Frank's shoulder. You and me, we're business partners. Regular capital crime buddies.
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