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Inspector of the Dawn

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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

poetry seductress

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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

prayers for meatwagons

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prayers for meatwagons prayers from meatwagons too: / things can happen in intersections aspeed / with two ambulances from separate streets.

Blessed

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The first thing Noah did, more or less, was plant a vineyard.

The Birth of Intuition

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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

Sense and Sensibility Too

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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

The Burglar's Golden Rule

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Undies before jewelry!

Wake

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At my daughter's wake Mr. Aleford, her teacher, poked out his pointy nose, sniffing my cologne. How could I be plastered with this, at a time like this? Well, dear Sir, Two reasons. One, to hide the booze. And two, because my wife and I had made feverish love that…

Why I Got an Unregistered Gun

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No matter how tough we make our gun laws, it’s the other goober states that let a dramatist with a lengthy record of prior absurdist plays buy an unregistered weapon at a gun show.

The Nude Pianist: A Novel: Chapter 39

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—Francesco, did you come to bed last night?

A Time for Beer

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He lives a simple life, the docks, an occasional woman of questionable morals and brewskis.

The Undercover Kingdom

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If you had on pajamas with pockets you could sneak a handful of animal crackers upstairs, but first you had to get them out of the kitchen.

Wanting to forget

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I do not want to know what it looks like when a society walks off a cliff's edge,

All of a Sudden

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Look at this contradictory neon night.

They Are Lying

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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…

My Summer Vacation

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Apple is apple plum plum that is a kiss without a tongue

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 Red-Blooded Boys' Guide to Fashion Week

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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.

The Pitch

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This is what I am saying now.

A Message in Red-Brown Style

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The important thing is to repeat the keyword

Mission of Mercy Brings Vowels to Kyrgyzstan

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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.”

Transmigration

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Much reincarnation

Staying in the Car after Arriving Home

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i sat in the car for a while / even after i arrived at the house / facing the garden with my headlights on / casting on it a dreary sort of fantasy

In the Minor Basilica of the Black Nazarene, Wednesday

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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

Swinging Bridge (version)

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I see my route home through memory and its cataracts.

In the Sun

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The light was bright andthey sat on the railing of the long wooden bridge in the sun. She looked up at her father."Oh Daddy, where did you go?" she asked.He was young with black shinny hair blowing in the wind. "To Heaven, little girl,"She shook her head."What's…

Saturday, 1AM

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Tonight, as I ate stale fries in the car, / after getting back home, / my seatbelt still around me, / struggling to keep me in place,

Present Conditions

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Our love used to be so artless, / unstained by a knowingness / that perceives time in minutes

A headline for Amy Hempel

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