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Hello, writers, readers, friends, discerner's of subtlety, freedom fighters for truth, emotional fairness and proper punctuation. I am soliciting your feedback on my answering machine message. I want this to be an answering machine announcement to audio-book…
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what-ta-hell, fuck this/he snorts brushing/
the dust from his shoulders
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a boy with a gun, a skateboard, and spray-paint
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I don't ask for much. No, don't grunt at me, it's true. Give me a smooth boulder and a stone I can hold in my hand for grinding, maybe a sharp bit of flint for scraping. A new stick I can dig with, my old one's really worn. Shrgk's mate just got her a new stick and he even…
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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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He lives a simple life, the docks, an occasional woman of questionable morals and brewskis.
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Jeff was unlucky.His first wife had been killed by his stalker a few years ago. When he first explained it to me, I had felt incredulous. Then I felt somewhat guilty for wondering who on earth would have been inspired to stalk him. The dead wife thing made me feel even…
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My relationship to poetry resembles that of Patty Hearst, the newspaper heiress, to her abductors.
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Just let there be that self-moving thing, a sweet girl mentioned by innocence in an off moment because of her skin, because of the way rain beads up on it.
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unsteady, they try to rise
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like the icecold yellow wolves they are when they say they believe in love. What they're really doing is trying to game the outcome in their hungry for your living blood(y) favors. This shouldn't really…
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And there was one girl from Ireland, with her thick Irish brogue, who came into my bedroom early on the morning before my final exam for my Masters degree in the writing program at Irvine. She knew I was so nervous about taking the exam that I hadn’t sl
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You won’t find me shopping at University Housecoats. There’s a vast gulf between being pretty, and pretty dangerous, I’ve learned. Oh yeah, and that part of life I forgot to live? I would live in the past too, if I thought I could re-achieve youth. At s
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—Francesco, did you come to bed last night?
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Two weeks later, on his way to a neighbor boy's house, Tim sees Tony on his way to the nearby convenience store.
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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
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Fertile bodies eye/
the space you occupy,/
impatient for disappearance.
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I look back at Bobby, his wide blue eyes staring at me. A dark shadow on his round baby face also tells me that he isn't entirely convinced if the thing is dead in the first place. Because even the folks buried in the town's only cemetery have a way of co
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When I was growing up–I know that begs the question–if I wasn’t gigging frogs or shooting marbles I used to wile away my idle hours by hanging out at my dad’s women’s clothing store.
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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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My wife’s got dangerously good
Peripheral vision
She can see things so far to the side
That I’m almost certain she can see things behind her
And I’m sure she can see things that happened yesterday
But the thing that scares me the most
She
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We were going shopping, and they put me in the women’s shoe department at Macy’s so I would really have something to write about, and maybe you can imagine what happened.
Well, this one woman sits down right in the chair next to me, which I thought a
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#bitch -- #bitchedybitchedyBITCHBITCHBITCH ;)
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In Quiapo Church, Manila, /
I crossed the aisle between pews on my knees, //
along with old men and women /
with desperate wishes, like myself
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“Me–I am too old for help now,” says Askr Bakyv. “But perhaps it is not too late for them,” he says, pointing to his son and two daughters. “They are the future.”
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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
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He was the first football hero the town had ever known;
so fast, he ran rings around teams from other towns.
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When words were first born
They were like pure prayer
I could see them in the sky
And hear them whispering through your hair
But now they’re like dreams
That only sorrow owns
We still need the sun
We need to find
Solace on the ground
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This is the story of the metastasis of the national security state.
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