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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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82700
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The U.S. Supreme Court today heard arguments on a legal issue that tears the nation apart every October: Does the Constitution protect the right of male fans to watch the fall classic even if they have no rooting interest in either team involved?
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82700
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Call it Chanukkah, call it Kwanzaa
Whatever the name, I just don’t wanzaa!
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82600
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I have come to refuse setting sail /
to islands whose inhabitants are /
sweet-talking cannibals...
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82622
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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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She bought a lamp that looked like a woman's leg in a fishnet stocking, you know the one, to provide warm, yellow light under her desk.
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All haters have small ducks for brains. Look. We came here to do a job, to make a beautiful thing rise up, sprouting like the new moon out of a harsh sunlight blaring off concrete, to blast a…
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82300
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Pope Leo XIII endorsed a cocaine-based drink and at the age of 90 sat in on “The Last Castrato, Complete Vatican Recordings.”
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82320
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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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You turned to the beautiful youth because we were light, because we were so full of life that our skin alone could not seem to contain us. We were burning on all sides for the world. Shade, shadow — nothing. Nothing the moon. You lifted the cloth and peer
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"Tell me more about your volcano obsession," he said.
I told him about Pompeii. About the city frozen in time. And about the casts of people frozen in stances of eternal abject horror by a disaster they had no chance of avoiding, a disaster
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I wish
I had money
I would give it all to you
I would give you more than I could imagine
I would pull the fetus out of your heart
Between my two fingers
And glue us together
I would glue our faces together too
After putting in all my
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I found you at Darrell’s, the bar down the street.
A place where loose women and tight men might meet.
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Walking in the just-thereness of afternoon, Scrubbed out by the Tallahassee sun, Past the same Shocking banana trees that have been The most dramatic occurrences all year Since her move from the north, She thinks we must stop…
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It was just her way. Slightly down and off to the left. Mom never looked anyone in the eye.
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82022
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Natalie blushed the vodka with an almost pointless twist of the fruit juice as I fought in my inside jacket pocket for my wallet...
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81900
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Unready for the world,
we pawned ourselves
for a longer lease on youth.
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81921
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Pigeons are really the souls of what were once beggars
in the endless squares of Paris, Venice, or Jerusalem.
They are born with the soul of a beggar
attached to them.
It is stuck beneath their wings.
They cannot fly without it,
and they ar
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They left their great need behind
When they were taken out of the country.
They seem to live without thought of that blood.
They do not respond to anything that calls to it.
They seem shallow. They feed on image alone.
Blood does not shake the
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The couple sit at an outside table at McDonalds.
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81811
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The first vulture became very aggressive
and began eating carry-on luggage
The second vulture has landed and it’s wearing Patagonia
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8171712
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Determined to make this Thanksgiving more special than the last, she ponders long on how to create a chiduckey.
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A man learns too late
How small deer laugh
It’s true
When a man goes mad
Ropes come down from the clouds
He cannot be sure of anything
Anything
The way’s uncharmed
He thinks someone else’s strange thoughts
And it all seems a simple
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Based on length it looked like a note, lacking the deeper illustration found in full-fledged letters, but also missing were condolences and considering the subject, such sympathies might have seemed appropriate: Dear Mr. and Mrs. Madison, Katie is
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Coyotes are like the French Resistance in Casablanca. If you kill them, hundreds--thousands!--rise to take their place.
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81400
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I looked at your long fingers in the sunlight,
/ pale and delicate as paper, and I thought:
/ Those same fingers were in someone’s pussy
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the drive-ins now are dead and gone /
where once we laught through splatter films: / our screens too small, our horrors do not fit— / no monumental screens are left, / no close-ups show us what we think we fear.
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You better not come home drunk, you shithead, or you'll be sleeping in the yard!
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The gates going up
and down like
gigantic windshield wipers
to let the existent
boxcars pass.
We went across these real
bumpy railroad tracks into
a town so
small there
wasn’t enough room
for the car,
so we got out and went ahe
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There's nothing so new in the doing that it needs to be talked about in just spooky or secret ways, by you, me or anyone else tonight, but it might feel real good sometime and perfectly fine to hear…
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