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I always wanted to head on up to New York City and be taught by a decent painter, but as time kept on trucking, it became clear that that was just a big dream that would not shake out and I'd never be a real artist because I was shy of the money I'd need to stay up there in…
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On the Shore, Tel Aviv, Winter 1974
From the Songs of Crazy Dolores
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Since the divorce had gone final, the matter settled once and for all, he’d taken to a masochistic bingo of sorts.
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A boy stalks three deer across an open field.
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We were young, she said, it was all in front of us. We should never have settled for this.
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In every word there is both music and history. Music from the way sounds come into union with each other, and history in how they get there. There is form too, sure, but I am not a calligrapher. I'm a scribbler if anything. And so my sentences look mo
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Just a little shop girl in for the summer. Working on a typewriter. Barely knowing where the keys were. That was her. She was terrible at it. He was in a suit. He looked short, and thin, but something about him was captivating. He was in his own way hands
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The store was closing for good, and so I purchased a book of poems by Cavafy,
that poet of ruins and tombstones, and fragments from disintegration.
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for going forthe river and being blinded by its millionsof invisible fish, all sparklinglike pink enchanteddreams made of rosequartz and shaped like glassroses, who would? I fell for an illusionaftermy own fashion,but I could alwaysadmit mymistakes and catcha laugh out…
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Maybe we all met, somewhere, in between streets.
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Sally was bathing Homeless Hope in her bathtub when the phone rang in the kitchen.
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I try to envision long-haired men riding horses across a vast expanse, their faces blank as those of my students.
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His movements were slowed by the metaphysical force of his own passing recollections, and he brushed from his face the silt he'd distrurbed on this forced descent.
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The barista with the fake rainbow nails and amazing cleft. . . .
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Sometimes he made us punch pillows. "Harder!" the shrink would yell.
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We are not alone, not as alone as we think.
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I wanted to watch, for as long as I could, until my innocence, like balloons, disappeared from view.
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I took 7 Beatle Song Titles and Made 7 Darryl Poems Out of Them"Some musicians heal ethnic groups. Some musicians heal nations. The Beatles healed an entire planet."--Joe Queenan"There was adventure,knowingness,love,and abundant charm.From any angle,they are the…
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he makes his way back / to the ocean, back to the popcorn, back / to the pinball machines
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Emi was cheerful and nice towards her classmates. It was like she saw a different person last night. Emi’s pupil-less red eyes frightened her, and the spell that she cast on her, that bump on the head still lingered.
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If it were known that I am as stupid as I am, if the press were to open that page on TV, if the laughter shot itself like fireworks out into the road--
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She remembered the feeling of weightlessness, of being lifted against gravity, the soft whoosh of tulle...
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"Make a wish," she whispered.
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Thank you for submitting your epic poem I, I, I for consideration. While we are encouraged that you have relented from the ruthless self-endictment you affected so unconvincingly in your previous entry, Why Am I...
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In reenactments of the pressing to death of Giles Corey, Walter’s friends stacked pillows onto his chest while he defied his inquisitors.
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“Why is it so warm? Do you feel that? I think it’s...pulsing.”
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The kitchen I snuck out of seventeen years before kept fading to black and white, with this layer of something between me and them.
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If you don't know what you're getting into maybe you shouldn't take the job. Driving in the rain with the windows open, holding your breath for minutes at a time, sticking your head out to gasp for air, you begin to understand the depravity to which people in poverty…
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If there was a God he was deaf in both ears, blind in both eyes and dumb.
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