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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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As the torrent hit her, she felt her body slipping, sinking, and suddenly she didn’t know where the floor was in relation to her feet.
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Here is a blank space soft and white like paper extended indefinitely.
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My first and so far only visit to my homeland of Prague was first described to me by a tourist guidebook, which laid out many of the fundamentals one must follow while travelling there. It was pointed out, for instance, that we would be “unlikely to enc
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Boy, it is weird out there, talking to real people!
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Written across an old geezer’s sweatshirt
At the Farmer’s Market in L.A.
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I walk past World Shaving Headquarters,
he surfaces again down where I turn
to return to Summer Street and
work, the daily bread and all that.
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If you’re trying to carve wise sayings
for eternity to read
in a newly poured sidewalk
you don’t want to be
struggling for meaning
while the cement is wet.
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A black and white Malamute chasing down a deer
to the edge of the water, and putting her mouth
on it. The hurt deer fallen into the water to escape.
Red blood floating out into the water like cloth.
The boy racing down the slope into the reeds t
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It is equally likely that just as the rate of melt continues, the rate of melt will also continue to accelerate.
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They met at a bar
They didn’t get far
They went to her car
Then back to the bar
He played guitar
She was a rock star
They met at a bar
They didn’t get far
Well, I heard you liked the back seat too, Honey
I heard that you liked to h
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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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I wanted you in the worst way
but that's not how I got you.
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Talk about the Nutcracker–my nuts are cracking from the cold cause it’s freezin’ out here! But a guy’s gotta make a buck, and scalpin’ ballet tickets in sub-zero weather pays the bills.
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Everybody was out on the deck and you could feel the deck swaying a little with the weight of all the people. There was loud music inside but it was too hot and nobody was dancing and they were all out on the deck. Lisa was out there and either she would not…
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So, I see this is story one-upmanship now. You think you’ve got stories! Here’s one for the books. Here goes!
In 1968 I had a day job as a payroll clerk at the Kroger Company, but, to maintain my glamorous lifestyle and my impressive efficiency ap
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On-air personalities inflate a balloon Trump head to the point of bursting.
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The promise felt heavy in my chest, made it difficult to breath. It was scary to set out to change something that felt so engrained into my own wiring, in my ability to survive & cope in the world.
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Robot telephones me today...
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Twig arms,
Send me back then back again.
The skeleton of our home
Lives above the town
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“I thought bankruptcy was for people who didn’t have any money.” Skipper said.
“Not exactly. It takes a lot of money to go broke,” I said, hoping to teach him an important lesson about thrift.
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That new rain smell in your backyard, specifically I remember that, with you. And lying in the grass in a park with you on the 4th of July, maybe in Lombard, watching the blue/grey smoke of the fireworks drifting overhead after they went off, and the sm
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*a drunk amid worldly boundaries*
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It seems the law of gravity will exert its influence even in such mundane matters as the afternoon rush hour.
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All the lights of Rekyjavik...
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Sunday nights weren't massive.
They were Sunday mornings that remained.
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like a reflection vanishes
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“No!” Shouted Jon. “I don't get it!” Clarissa stared at her hands in her lap and tried not to cry. She knew it was her fault they were there. She was the one who cheated. But she could not understand why Jon wanted, no needed, to…
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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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I think someone’s
Got their foot
On my foot
Not holding me down
But maybe helping to ground me
It’s almost like they’re
Tapping the top of my foot
Now and then
While listening to some kind of
Internal music
Tell me
What part
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