966 5 5
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"Where've you been?" the image in the mirror asked. "I haven't seen you since yesterday," she said.
"Yeah, I miss you too," he said.
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966 0 0
|
Alexander, Macedonian Boy-King, / having arrived at conquered Corinth, said: / "I would like to meet that famous madman / this land of wisdom-loving fools has bred."
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966 3 1
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Watching himself dissolve comes with no sense of meaning. It is simply what it is. He finds that curious.
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965 20 6
|
...the bulk of poets are amateurs.
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965 0 0
|
This is the keeper's pattern. Each time he continues his search, he reaches out through his gaze for an invisible line, wishing to touch it if only with his eyes. Each time he feels himself drawing near quiet panic sets in, eyes downcast until the threat
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965 9 7
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He remembers his father’s concrete slab hands. Balled into fists they resembled kettlebells.
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965 0 0
|
I feel like I can never possibly amount to all of the impossible feats I want to. Therefore, I must try and discover all that I can in the time that I have. Time is allotted from our beginnings. Theories about where we begin are disastrously…
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965 4 2
|
Wound up taking smiling lessons
Six days in a row
But they didn’t take
All the people in my class
They were so fake
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964 3 2
|
It seems the law of gravity will exert its influence even in such mundane matters as the afternoon rush hour.
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964 18 16
|
My job was take the falls, act the dope, finish at the wrong end of the slap stick for the blow off. I was Auguste, the fool; I drove the clown car.
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964 3 0
|
Another hard week
tired but
make the effort
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964 6 5
|
Donna and I get out of the car...
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964 1 1
|
The tuna fish sandwiches were laid out the way they had always been; they were cut into triangles, with wet paper towels between them. They stayed that way over an hour, untouched, aside from a dimple the size of my cousins finger to test the softness. …
|
964 0 0
|
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.
|
963 3 3
|
my heartis a brokenstandpipefanningcity water cayenneacross sidewalksgutters ripple redover fast food bagsand cigarette buttsover the feetof priests and pit bullsover the handsof drunksand babiesand into the mouthsof ratsand raconteurs you never oughtadrink…
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963 0 0
|
Steve Bancroft’s future wife showed up at his door that same night, slamming her hand loudly against the door and shouting for him. “Steve, Steve, wake up. Damn it, come on. You forgot to pick me up at the airport. Who are you in there with? I said wake
|
963 4 0
|
Has anyone reached inside your eyes lately? Has anyone searched for your soul as it floated near the ceiling of the past? Has anyone told you they needed you to touch them, to lie down beside them and breathe, just breathe, and live wherever it is that ma
|
963 3 3
|
“Hey! You can’t be
whistling on Greyhound,”
the bus driver said,
looking up
in the rearview mirror.
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963 2 1
|
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.
|
963 4 5
|
Ninety-nine to one
would seem good odds
|
963 7 4
|
"[A]ppointed an official supplier of watches for the Ministry of Defence of the Soviet Union in 1965."
|
963 0 0
|
Rory, she had her top off in the water and I couldn't stop staring at her breasts, which were like my breasts in that they looked like teardrops but her collarbone was more pronounced.
|
963 0 0
|
I didn't much care for the graveyard anymore now that so many people I knew where layin' in it.
|
962 0 0
|
Nothing is what was wrong when I asked.
|
962 0 1
|
When I wake up, I am almost drowning in a sea of styrofoam.
|
962 8 2
|
With furrowed brow, he took the plastic stems and began to beat the blossom ends
against the black brick wall.
|
962 6 3
|
It's good to be home.
It's good to be home.
It's very good to be home
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962 2 2
|
First they
Dust off the bottom of the sky
But then the clock gets stuck
At 3 seconds till uncertainty
Then they
Dye the sunset clouds
To make them more
Transparent
So as not to confuse
The human mind
With the stuff of uncommon
Nostalgia
|
962 0 0
|
How long to make something pretty?
|
962 1 1
|
a sixteen year old girl
Denim
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