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Now it turns out, the story doesn’t begin with the butterfly lady, herself, but with her brother.
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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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If, for just a crystal moment, you will submit to being a dove...
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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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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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We are not alone, not as alone as we think.
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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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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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Sometimes he made us punch pillows. "Harder!" the shrink would yell.
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I've been struck with a bout of writer's block, struggling to get pen to page or finger to keyboard....So I make paper airplanes.
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221988
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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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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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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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221964
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On the Shore, Tel Aviv, Winter 1974
From the Songs of Crazy Dolores
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The day after falling in love,
I became unmoored from everything familiar.
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"Make a wish," she whispered.
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Millie was a good woman, Bobby said. A good Christian woman. Well, I said, you can’t hold that against her.
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i am wire i am wiredi am soaking fucking tiredi am sorry i am coldi am so fucking unsoldi am endlessi am statici am past lost time fanatici am wounded i am seethingi am bothered angry leaving.i am metal i am wateri am sister fucking daughteri am nothing i am lazyi am…
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The nightmares started in the seventh month. I have always been a deep sleeper and one of the things that comes with that facility is an inability to extricate oneself from nightmares.
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221800
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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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Maybe we all met, somewhere, in between streets.
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The barista with the fake rainbow nails and amazing cleft. . . .
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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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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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I wanted to watch, for as long as I could, until my innocence, like balloons, disappeared from view.
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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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