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These frail things, swimming to shore, heads barely above the foam.
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84411
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I have things that I should do
but I will lie abed with you
in homage to our deaths last night.
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84355
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"...regurgitating double A's
all akimbo."
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84221
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“You know this is your death car.”
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84255
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...he'd made a regrettable deal for Monkeydick long long ago, and the pain was deep, and it never went away.
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84231
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It comes to our attention
you have what it takes
to join our enterprise.
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84250
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Maisie dear, I can't forget her--
I only wish her poems were better.
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84287
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Once a week the kids at school got ice cream and popsicles. You didn’t, you never had ice cream money.
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When Alex says “sorry” in that barely disguised Canadian accent, we call him an asshole.
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behind your one perfectly showcased yet irreplaceable earlobe, like a still inflated island-- in order to float away on any slight rogue gust of gregarious wind-- seedling tool kit and so I mistakenly thought I'd just …
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“Time to check out,” I tell myself, looking at sailboats and surfers from the open window of my hotel room. I inhale minty incense and gaze down on a dark-skinned woman in a sombrero beneath towering palm trees. Laid out before her on a folding table ar
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84061
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The Trust Fund editors said they are leaving Germany. They have been there while I have stayed home to tend American refugees.
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84021
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They left their great need
behind
when they were taken out of the country
They live without thought
of that blood
They do not respond to anything that
calls to it
They are shallow
They feed on image (alone)
Blood does not
shake their heart
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they deafen you with cute / knive you with sugared songs / with machines turn love to silicon shit / hurl you at the god Fun / debrain you in their schools.
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When collapse is a wave that curls the floor under itself I give myself to it
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nothing. But it could be something. I don't know. We'd probably have to agree on at least one thing for it to turn around and face us. Then it would have to be named, set free. We could watch it fly away together. That's a portend to…
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The details left undone let you know that tradesmen, visitors and strangers were not welcome.
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83821
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The middle finger talks of many things
How I killed the moon
But still drank the moonshine
And how getting over her took
Some bleeding from the soul
Maybe it’s the Inner Face of Outer Space
That worries me the most
But what about the Fro
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Mrs. Death was walking in mountains where everything around was still. Mr. Death? —in another hemisphere, wandering (last she’d heard) through a vast forest.
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83733
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he dreams of limp victims stepping out of the waves/ water draining from skin and hair
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83611
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I'm not a practicing angel,
ladies and gentlemen
Got these penny wings
out of boredom
I need to know
that black and grey place
inside an angel
where you bow your head,
when a puppet
forgets himself,
when a man learns
how smal
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83686
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Shivers of desire,
bristles of knowing
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83653
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"First we’ll get a good workout at the discotheque where my lady friend works. Don’t worry, she’s already arranged for a friend of hers to attend so you won’t have to suffer the indignity of being a third wheel."
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Scientism/Natural Science is an Idealism:Diogenes is said to have refuted Zeno's theories of motion by taking a stroll. We must presuppose that there is such a thing as a stroll before there can be such a thing as a stroll. We must think that there is such a thing…
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It is ten days before the 2024 election.So I am right now alternating between biting my cuticles and sipping a gin martini.I'm reading Virginia Woolf out in the backyard.The neighbor is having roof shingles replaced.Banging. Banging...BANGING!It is 3:34…
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Both of us agreed we needed to break up, and have some time apart before we ended up killing each other. Before Robbie left Chicago to begin classes out in California, he made a promise to me — that he intended one day to return and marry me.
He sai
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So how do I know all this about Sammy, you ask? I’m getting to that...
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