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"Isn't it time to remove the nails, and put Jesus to rest once and for all," Mary asks.
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when unicorns took to flight / the poles shifted / the world flooded / and Pangaea busted open like calloused palm
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burning for You, caught in between, yearning to remain completely wrapped around Your finger, feeling panoramic, and this alive.
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One of the pieces, I noticed, had the real shape of a miniature chicken, its mohawk, pin legs, and small definition of wing. “Look at that,” I said to my friend. And just then, the wing twitched.
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. . . and the last thing you’ll smell will be new-cut pine.
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His body echoed in the mirror/
cracked into distant images
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Let's be honest. Ugly people have an uphill battle in this culture. From the time they slide out of their ugly mothers they stand at the plate with two strikes.
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There is a tall and leafy tree in our backyard. Also a bride, a groom, and a chicken.
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All week my crew and I waited for the snuff party. An obscure fete where someone gets killed strictly for the entertainment and viewing pleasure of others. Before you judge us know this, people die every day for no reason at all.
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A supermodel, carrying a large Valentine’s box, fell on the ice.
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I was afraid of needles and ponds of water and I was transfixed by both.
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It was a subtle change. Jeffrey's grandmother was never graceful. Her figure was like a garbage bag filled with rounded masses of leaves and the unexpected angle of the odd stick, the entire shambling affair draped in soiled and yellowed hand-knit clothing…
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At some point, we will have to shoot them/
through the eyes and skull and heart
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That sound. Bone against bone. Skin across skin. Blood fraying into the unknown dark. He loved that sound.
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I can feel everything getting closer, the past catching up. All the cunts and cocks and clits I've ever touched. I left them all on the other side of the world, and now they're creeping back to me.
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She...learned the ways of men, especially foreign men, who eyed her mother even as they passed around pictures of their children, wallet-bound photographs that included their reluctantly smiling wives.
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And here I am again.
I chew my nails. I tap my foot. I chew my nails. I sweat. I bleed. My nose bleeds. It drips. I drip. I'm dripping through my chair.
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I slide my hand under the sheets. It’s cool there. An impression. This is where she would be.
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I turn my head. Time starts running.
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“I take him to see all those sexy movies,” she said, “because it puts the passion back in him. I love what he does to me when we get back home after those movies.”
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This is the best kind of crime scene.
Spattered like gore from gunshots,
I'm left covered in trace evidence.
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“The price of everything's gone up,” I say. “But I don't have to buy you chocolate if it's costing too much.” She says nothing and bends her head again, gnarled hands slowly breaking a family-sized chocolate block into pieces.
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You may gather from me
the spring of my youth
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if we stare into the dark long
enough, we see ourselves at some end or
beginning –
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You are fishing in a coffee cup. (Your fishing pole is a record player.)
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I lock the last of the beer and wine doors and head back to the cash register. Our clocks are not on bar time so I only have a few minutes. I check the till. A stack of ones and three fives. Enough to break a twenty, but looking bare. The parking lot's empty. The air…
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But I came back around, after Robert Kennedy got shot, with one hand up your skirt and the other on the gear shift...
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They cut the tall specious tree storms snapped the night in two or three. At times
they pause most piously to count each ring of truth, drive nails into the stiff cathartic spine, divine if this unseasoned cigar topiary agrees with its own everlasting te
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