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Vintage Orlando

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"Benny can't come over anymore." I was 12. Latchkey kid, but we didn't call it that. Mom working in another town. Dad working in another town. My brother. 2. My responsibility. "Why? Why not?"

The Abyss at the End of Life

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When I hear her voice Repeating over and over Will you help me? Will you help me? I get very, very sad Have you seen Rose and Fanny? She asks They died 30 years ago, dear Oh Will you help me? Over and over Will you help me? I g

Yours For a Song

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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.”

Like the Goats

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Late July

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The cicadas struck their soundsTheir ribs made a clicking drumThe sound was formed over buckling ribsvibrations sounds like a maracas bangle beatingShe sat up in a lounge chair trying to sleepThe tiny ants she found tickling her armThey crawled from some hole…

Four Days in Singapore

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I’ve lost something at sea / and am at a foreign island to find it.

The Here Here Here Lately

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electron metastasis

Apples and Oranges and Apples

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No one is going to find us. And even if they did it's just a play someone wrote with you in mind as the lead. No one is going to find us. I could have told you this but I didn't want to spoil your newfound fun. No one is going to find us. The funny…

Strength

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Speaking of Mexico

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Well, I can tell you this much. The balance of my illusions about the underlying nature of mankind grew into grave doubts the day my brother was shot dead by a revenge-seeking Lebanese investor during a business failure bankruptcy in Southern California

Feminist Gift-Shopping is Man's Work

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“Hey Jimmy,” we’d shout at the bartender, whose real name was Bill, but who acquired his nomme de biere with the fixtures when he bought the joint. “What?” he’d reply in monosyllables in order to keep his overhead down. “What does a woman want?”

Unsuccessful Assault Upon a Prey Thought Unsuspecting

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The fox sees a duck he thinks he can catch. I stop to watch: I could intervene with a shout but I let him play his gambit out.

Endless

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My grief is made up of Demons fighting to Claw their way first Out of my eyes

A headline for Amy Hempel

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I shall go with german rules of capitalization in titles today.

substance shadow spirit

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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.

Guidance Counselors Fight Boring Image by Ghost-Riding Their Whips

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“I was talking to kid who hadn’t applied to college, and I asked him why,” Branson says. “He rolled his eyes and said ‘Why go to college if I’m gonna end up a tool like you?’"

Lost Keys

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The most unoriginal, trite and hackneyed story ever written!

Understanding Poetry, the Hard Way

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My relationship to poetry resembles that of Patty Hearst, the newspaper heiress, to her abductors.

Errol

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He prided himself on being not menacing like a bear.

Burn

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No one believed me when I told them this: I took all of my novels and tossed them into the fire.

Squirrels Just Wanna Have Fun

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“Emma,” I said, “will you quit staring? What about the meatpacker’s hope for his daughter?” I asked. “Have you even thought about that?” “Once you get off the moon, maybe,” she said “Honestly, after so much lamb and schwarma I could go for a

The House Flounder

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Spackle. Spackle is always the answer.

The Boy Who Tamed Wild Things

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The boy had a gift, we understood; he could speak the language of the animals, and so soon there was a skunk that he would walk on a leash.

Unemployment

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The line of the unemployed wrapped back on itself like an accordion pleat and extended all the way across a great hall You could see the faces of them, bluish and drawn under the dim florescent lighting First in

The Secret Lives of Horses

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The flash photographs itself scattering.

The Poet and The Escape

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What I have doneOh what I have becomeWhat happened to all I thought I had known?This will not standMy mind becoming rottenThe things I thought were important to meHave all become forgottenWashing my convictions in cheap alcoholFeeding my misery with one kind, then allMy…

Rose Hill

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angels and lambs drunkards and whores

Second Thoughts

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I caught sight of him standing near the nails.

Science Fiction

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This is the story of the metastasis of the national security state.

The Musk of Civilization

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He bought his zillion-dollar megaphone,