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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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111011
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Outside the lattice of snow suspended in the air comes with traces of the glitter that was in her hair.
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111000
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Uproot everything, a muddy hole when done
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111084
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Back then he raced, grinding gears and skimming the edges of death.
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111020
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And then, like all those nights before, she just fell asleep seducing me.
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110963
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110930
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- Of or relating to dreams
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110944
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living in the cross current lawn-care worlds don't give a whit about the so called deeper things. They don't have to scrape and you can't make them go to the river to see a sunset. They've got all their bonafide luxuries in a smart little…
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110900
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The paper
in his typewriter
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11091510
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Once a psychologist told me a story
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110900
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I was reading The Transmission of Doubt by Adi Da, and since it was just shy of five hundred pages, I had become tired and needed air. It was funny because Eglington Square Mall had only one floor and was more like a mini mall than anything, with a beer store on…
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110921
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It seems a little solipsistic/
but may indeed be evidence of God//
given its mystery and caprice.
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110953
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I've always been a sucker for a pretty face. It's unreasonable sometimes. Yesterday, in the middle of nowhere was a house that might have seen better days in the dustbowl of depression era Oklahoma. Two Australian Shepherds launched from the rickety porch. It was clear…
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110800
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I have sat aside and entertained the coveted feelings of what was not in my hands. Only briefly, a moment shared of hidden secrets and joy. But of and between us, I cannot say that this moment is a considerable spur-still I desire…
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110862
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Somewhere in the tenth dimension
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110830
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The little butterfly struggled against the wind. As little butterflies sometimes do. Tossed and turned around by relentless, uncaring gusts. The little butterfly would make progress, but then be pushed back. Tantalizing close to where she was heading. A…
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110833
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Bite an apple and watch them come,
God only knows wherefrom.
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110821
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The small of her back,
where the downy hair stands upright
like wheat in the summer light.
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110842
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the echo of the hull's first contact with the water will pull the past through the present and the present into the past.
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110801
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110853
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the continuous racket, a buzz saw trumpet
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110800
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How long to make something pretty?
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110844
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peripheral dreams fall out from the head / the body squirms then burrows abed: /
“have you had a good life? you now have less! / —led a hard life instead? you soon will be gone!”
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1107910
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When I got out I didn't buya new suit of clothes, stepinto a bar, or bargainfor an hour with a whore.I walked from McGee Streetover to Russell and wonderedif Bus 16 still went out of its wayto loop around the traffic knotat the shopping mall. It'd drop you thereif you had…
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110733
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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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110700
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Besotted by an overload of scotch, Ben’s brain barely alerted him to loud knocking at his door.
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110765
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Donna and I get out of the car...
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110753
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I needed a job. They needed a writer without humanistic moral qualms to create slogans for the Human Annihilation Project
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110753
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A thrum of imminent sentience-
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110742
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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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