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I am cultivating a willingness to devour anything. I will eat a chemistry lab. I will eat a perturbation if I can figure out how to cook a perturbation.
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61200
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“You know,” I said finally, “when I’m out in the waiting room, I get high blood pressure when you call my name.”
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612102
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For every person who dies alone that way, another twenty try.
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61274
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The mud slicks at low tide were a mood.Thick gobs that smelled of fish, sulfur and claysalt and wild seaweed like fungusmoldy like left out fruityet it drew her closerto the shorelinecloser to feelingit between her toesthick, squirtsas her feet liftedlike a suction cupand…
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61243
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Someone has locked themselves in the large stall
They’re smoking one cigarette after another
And pulling long stretches of toilet paper off the rolls
God only knows for what purpose
And yelling for anyone who’s outside the stall
To go get them
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61122
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Hygga was on the French news tonight. Hygga is big in France. And Scandinavia, of course. I'd never heard of it. Hygga comes from a Danish word meaning “to give courage, comfort, joy.” It stems from hyggia, which means to think in Old Norse, and is related to…
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61100
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A dirty-blonde woman in a little black dress,
her face a picture of chagrin/
Was similarly looking around as if lost,
other’s heads ending at her chin.
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61098
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I used to be so certain
about right and wrong.
About choices and their consequences.
About heaven and hell
and how there was
no room in between
no space in between
no point in between
(take that point how you will)
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61010
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So what exactly does heaven look like? They asked.
He first found himself floating above clouds before witnessing
“transparent, shimmering beings arced across the sky,
leaving long, streamer-like lines behind them.”
An unknown female companion esc
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61020
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It is a strange world, dawn.
You may find yourself alone
with your God, the old, and the
young. Very likely a bird.
An old one out hobbling past on a cane,
a small dog trotting from bush to bush,
sniffing a pile of leaves,
jumping back, st
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61022
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Leaves fall. Snow falls.
Both fall beyond my notice
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61031
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The work of translation is a braid of light.
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61010
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the bay was littered with corpses
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60942
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She darted out of her shadow, deftly she maneuvers through the tables and chairs and their eyes follow her.
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60963
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c'mon honey let's go get stoned
the night is falling
where did you say we were going?
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60911
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It feels like only a month ago I thought about calling you.Feels like a week ago started an email to send you and didn't.A few days ago that I nearly sent a text.It is almost a year since you killed yourself.Where did the time go?
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60921
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And then there was this girl from Boston, named Pat, who was a little on the hefty side and wouldn’t get off me. And I was skinny then too. She wanted sex so much and so often that the whole time I visited her apartment in Cambridge, after I graduated f
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608139
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Our local low rent ice-based superhero said he’d had enough and would check back in early spring.
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60843
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I nudged my old man's boot from the coffee table and picked up beer cans. The boots were chewed-up and he still wore the shirt with his name, but he'd retired. There were little burn holes in it from welding and smoking. I emptied the mound of Lucky Strikes. He talked in…
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608139
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I'm complex. You're complex. We're all complex.Who gives a shit? Man's fallen and he can't get up.I consulted Jacques the Atheist for advice: he toldme to beat it. "But I lack the proper stigma!" I cried.Once a month, I volunteer at the dressage parlor.On Tuesdays, I…
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60863
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60700
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Everybody makes a big deal outta Black Friday, but it’s the next day that’s more important to America’s economists. I mean home economists, like my mom.
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60700
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A Toyota Prius gas-electric hybrid rolls by, and Kimberly goes to work. “Hey, baby–wanna give your sheepskin a workout?”
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60720
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She must fuck like a marmot
That’s all I can say, if he already turned his back
On the Statue of Puberty
To get near to her
What do you think it means?
He joins the hierarchy
Where they sit
On the steps of life
And she passes the healing
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60701
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The paper was strewn, everywhere.
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60743
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ride crests and troughs of ceaseless change, / without delight but without fear, / and once it’s time to leave, then simply go, /
without regret, with no unseemly fuss.
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60675
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thus is life conjured with music: human life / with human music human souls human earth, / hot souls the cherished fruit of the hot earth beneath.
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60600
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In the putrid remains / of these faithless days / and the void into which / I carry it...
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60400
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“How do you know she’s crazy? Seems to me that’s a perfectly rational reaction,” she said without looking up at first, but then glancing at him with a sly smile.
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60420
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Their son doesn’t eat anything. They can’t see how he keeps growing.
He’s like an air plant, living on air alone, all the while knowing
they themselves will never live on air alone again.
They sewed their wild oats. They lived their universal life
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