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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…
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78631
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The work of translation is a braid of light.
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78597
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You are in a car speeding through Dublin towards the West year after year the journey uncoils past the same landmarks Kilmainham Jail strapped to a chair bullet to the brain on by the Rowntree Mackintosh factory where the black and…
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78511
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I’ve lost something at sea / and am at a foreign island to find it.
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78554
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78521
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78400
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Everyday I take the Western 49 bus
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78400
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Oh my God!
The question of whether or not we each have a double has been answered. Yours is living in Louisville, KY. It was you...young you. I already knew it, but seeing your picture just slammed it home. Again.
I knew I shouldn't have told you
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78342
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"Polio?" people wondered. They asked: "Is that contagious?" Nobody knew. It was 1953. The epidemic raged on. Children in some towns were being made to stay indoors during the polio season for fear that the disease was airborne. It was putting an unnatura
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78300
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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.
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78222
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Flags engulfed in beautiful nighttime alcohol flames
that will end all nightmares of country of origin.
The release of souls from the captivity of flames
like see-through doves in the clear light
at the backside of the see-through universe.
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78272
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Fire skates ascended out of the Skyscraper State _________________.
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78100
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You’re wife’s as ugly as a bitch coyote/And you ain’t half the man of Truman Capote.
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78020
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I head for the dock, and brush my fedora with a wad of Pythagorean moss. The captain is a clumsy angel with a stethoscope and a bowl of bouillon. Three months later we arrive in Cartagena. I have a headache the size of China.
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Call it Chanukkah, call it Kwanzaa
Whatever the name, I just don’t wanzaa!
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77922
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Leaves fall. Snow falls.
Both fall beyond my notice
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77800
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#bitch -- #bitchedybitchedyBITCHBITCHBITCH ;)
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77800
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His throat still burned and his muscles ached but the codeine put it at a manageable distance. He sank into delicious sleep and was awakened some minutes later by a terrific jolt and the crash of metal.
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77841
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“I’ve decided to make some money by filming some of it, making a film and titling it The Nascar 500. It’s a great money maker and here's the gimmick: instead of the usual porn soundtrack it would be the sounds of stock cars racing around the track.
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77822
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We were always blowing stale enough air into each other's faces from the smallest roundest tables available looking at each other sideways at the same sad time as the puppet show…
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77810
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It's just me.An October afternoon.Ocean and Ocean and Ocean. if you keep looking, down the coastthere is fog.Only fog and me and sea.I imagine him before I see him.Slow walk just above the water line, the fog catching up behind him,fantastical cape.The rational…
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Standing on the edge of the great shelf
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77711
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I wanted none of her. But also that day I had just finished The Story of 0., and my mind was full of sadistic whimsies and the mood of anythingness that the book instills: the pound of fleshness. Anyway, I sneered at her and told her she bored me, and sat
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77633
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box of wild animals in a tiny window and not just because you're in it, too,but I can't really imagine its twirling around and around like that without you. The sleek massive bodies of sharks too are beautiful in slow motion rise but…
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77670
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Back in college I had carnal knowledge
of a woman who danced bare-breasted
and frenzied as a Bacchante.
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77630
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They like drugs
They are concerned with the self (alone)
and they say they are
in the world
. . .
Maybe they don't have this blood
that calls out to them
or they do not hear it
Ride in their convertibles
unconcerned
Nothing is
calle
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77610
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Little Dave, I thought--what's he doin' drinking coffee? Then I figured out he must have been 18 if I was twenty. He could drink coffee if he wanted.
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77520
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I accidentally opened the glove compartment and stumbled upon his snub-nose .38 caliber. He saw me looking at it and smirked. “Protection,” he said, picking his teeth with a wooden toothpick after lunch. “In my line of business, you hafta have it.”
“Wh
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77510
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Uber Rich
Spongecake
Caca Mimi and the Autre Merdes
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77540
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When bees die they die
with their wings straight out
They die of natural causes
and their tiny bodies are bent
as though landing on
a flower
Their wings seem
too big for them
and they lie scattered
about the floor, tilted
in dead p
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