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Columbus Avenue, I’m the tense union of poor city rich city/
gentrification.
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When you move to the music of a woman
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My wife tells me I should marry Pam. “She would be good for you,” she says.
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“I need an ambulance, we found a baby in a ditch.”
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We left Louisville two weeks after daddy died...
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The number 25 double-decker bus threads its way through the narrow two-lane streets. Coughing and burping without a hint of embarrassment, it carries us from the train station, with its cheerful round clockface and neat front of red brick, over the weepin
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I don't want / to write about the body indulged, desires / denied, tortures invented, pleasures innate
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By the thousands youngsters swarmed into the streets shuffling aimlessly, many mumbling to themselves, heads bowed as their eyes stared fixedly at the plastic devices in their hands.
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Watching water fall in the longest waterfall/
becomes immediately tedious
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"So, is this the datgum exit?"
"Grumphfr exit fregerrock." (This response means either yes, it is, I told you that ten miles ago, or, no it's not, I told you that ten miles ago, depending if it’s the right exit or not.)
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Your specific request that I never submit to you again; ever, is cause for puzzlement, yet strangely motivating.
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He (after learning of my former occupation as a record store owner): So, what is your favorite band of all time?
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I envisioned bound feet of ancient Asian women who wore embroidered slippers that hid grotesque disfigurements.
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True love may last forever, but the most I've ever gotten out of a lab assistant is two years, five months, three weeks, twelve days, and fifteen hours. And he was the exception.
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A surreal conversation in a library hints at something else.
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In the evidence of broad daylight, in the secrecy of darkness, in drizzling rain that teased the embers, Annabelle worked hard.
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Before he was Francesco Martinelli
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I am in the bad habit of telling people they are the scum of the earth.
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My tongue is clicking.
I want to act out.
I want an unprofessional bargain.
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Drop out of school. Buy a journal and keep a list of excuses. Run wind sprints and lay off the beer. Use teeth whitener.
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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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Kitchen Knife (n.)1. A standard kitchen tool consisting of a sharp blade attached to a handle intended for cutting, peeling, chopping, slicing, and dicing.2. Used primarily for food preparation (see also BUTCHERING; BACKSTABBING; JACK THE RIPPER; DEATH BY A THOUSAND…
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The sun was so upset that immediately he pulled his blanket over his face and cried out of worry. His blanket, of course was made of clouds and his tears made up the rain. The sun was very right to be frightened, as were the flowers to wither, for the Kin
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her: what are you worried about? me: the dog sitter.
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We watch the news together every day.
10 minutes total; flashes of tragedy broken up with fluffy current events.
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A senior living facility called “Symphony Square ” recently opened up in my neighborhood. It doesn't have a symphony. Nor is it square. So what's with the name? I'm guessing that a consultant was paid big bucks to come up with that enticing moniker.…
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“I’m surprised you haven’t fucked yourself to death, too,” he added, “given your record.”
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I try to help my pet-mouse by dangling cheese from a piece of string in front of him. Or by making meow sounds. Sometimes, my pet-mouse wins, sometimes the hamster with the great body.
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Here’s the story as compiled from the scantest of clues: The writing on the back of a stall door in the restroom of a twenty-four hour restaurant under the Gowanus Expressway.
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