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The racket of me left
this morning
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I try to make conversation by showing her the washing instructions for the jeans I just bought for $375.00. She reads slowly. “What, do they assume you live in Australia or something?”
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The room is cold, like an icy bath. Enough to make Earl's testicles shrivel up in fear. He could hear the angry children outside act out a primeval play, where it sounded like bones were being slammed into rocks with clumsy small hands. The edge of the table…
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The bum had abandoned
More than half of his rich
Chocolate cake
In the bottom of the shopping cart
The wording on the top of the cake read
"Happy Birthday Doug"
But it also read
"From Doug"
Either he was too full
To eat his own words
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The tongue touches the lip, looking inward, remembering. The head nodding yes. Staring directly at the memory like an animal, while the crowds pass by, and occasional phrases materialize out of the air. We live and love and create. Yes we do. Otherwise,
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Whoa! Whoa! This just in! You mean we were minutes away from some kind of immanent Greek tragedy!!?
Let me get this straight. I cheated one time on Jolene with Jolene’s baby-sitter (you!), whom she used to cheat on her husband (with me)? I guess I’m luc
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My lover passes the healing comb
through the hair of my soul
during the night
as she retouches my youth
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It was Christmas Eve. Time for the ghost to visit. Just one ghost in this story. The ghost of a Christmas past. Just one Christmas for just one ghost.He looked out the window. Under the distant streetlight the snow was falling. He turned on his porch light. …
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Boy, it is weird out there, talking to real people!
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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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"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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From the opening bars that conjure up the sounds of European auto horns, "Parisian Thoroughfare" is as light as French pastry, as free and airy as a skirt blown by the wind.
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Flowers I didn’t like God or else nature must have had some brief happiness over. But it’s just forgetfulness for an old goddess like me, goddess of the moon, of hunting, of chastity once, since now I have changed. My opened flowery bosom went on to bec
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Walking with one giant dog and one tiny one, I didn’t feel at home, but I felt something better.
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“Oh, where are you going to, O tow-haired rover?” Though my sight turns nowhere homeward, and my mouth's run numb, I can hear a leaflet sifting through the walls of clover; Though I stay, I ‘m going forth and o'er to Camelot, come- On a four…
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1. There is a crowd of people walking to a field and since there are over forty of them, the conversations become divided and then subdivided in accordance w/natural rhythms. I follow behind. It is a football game. Makeshift. Twenty aside roughly. Almost every…
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A.The poem of rational progression is dulling.Make the leap. Go beyond juxtaposition to collision.We like poetry that does double duty, triple duty, quadruple duty. We like poetry that mixes the grit, poetry that has the texture of complexity.Reason asserts an…
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Okay, you want the truth? I was never that good with strange. It takes me awhile to warm up. And I’ve got to be attracted, somehow. Like with your eyes.
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“Hrrumph!” was almost audible as she turned/
to sniff behind the chifferobe for fresh/
green trophies.
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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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"Stop it! Don't fucking touch me! I fucking hate you! I'll call the cops! I'll never forgive you for this!"
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Split streams displace a spliced and shattered walkman with no connection of its dead batteries, projected into Styrofoam and plastic mirrors before hitting the brook water. Michael finds way, out of breath, eclipsed by an elm, his eyes visible with pupil
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Here is a blank space soft and white like paper extended indefinitely.
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I don’t like telling stories. I’m far too honest and give far too many things away.
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Sometimes he made a corny joke and smiled. The gold in his tooth glowed like
sunshine. He was the most important man in my life.
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She wondered why people would spend hard-earned money on a television when they could look up at the sky for free and trace the images that had inspired poets.
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"Is a dream a lie if it don't come true, or is…
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The last time I was with Terry, she surprised me by crossing herself just before we had sex. She too had been going out with this Mario pimp, with his ski boat out on Fox River. The guy who was going around sniffing after most (if not all) of my old gir
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You gave me all of the power, and none of the power.
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