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you dug a hole inside my heart
and asked me if it hurt
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is all but invisible. Some say this is because it is within a bakery window, a bakery within a bakery, and thus appears to be everywhere at once.The cake for God has never been eaten, except by children who seem to later forget what it tasted like.…
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This is what I do for a living: I unpack sentences.
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"... you shake your head and look down as if I am a mongrel dog who has pissed the Tabriz..."
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When I finally met the time broker, he sat at an antiquated mahogany desk with no computer. He looked up and waited for me to speak. "Time for sale," his ad had advertised, and I was ready to pay
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I see his look, his impatient look.
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All carcinoma/
would be hors d’oeuvres/
for its dark appetite.
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the slow stretches across the horizon
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What’s it like, sex? I ask her.
You see that picture? she asks, nodding to the large canvas covered with a film of dust propped up against her bedroom wall. That picture’s the only thing she never sold. She hocked it a few times but always got the
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I hit the pole near Whited Avenue a year to the day.
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Lately, while he is upon me, in that way that men are upon women, I imagine him a pornstar with only one clip available for replay. Like I am a loop of a video girl below, taking it, maybe calling out in Russian. When I feel rambunctious, I imagine him a
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I hold a key to feel its pull, and follow where it leads. Once, because the moment, key, and direction felt so right, I ended up on the streets naked. A police officer threatened me with handcuffs. I laughed, mesmerized by the cuff's clink, their never-ending circles,…
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It was Christopher who got her thinking about the Jews again. He had left the same day they did, and so all were connected in her mind, as if together somehow. She read his letters half-wondering if he would mention them, wanting to know if the Jews were
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All of a sudden I felt a hand on my neck. I jumped up from my chair and turned to face my brother Darrell, with his surprisingly white shock of hair, the result of all the drugs he'd been experimenting with, back in his mid-twenties. He was even taller
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“My fellow Americans,” says his boss, leader of the free world. “The orbit of the moon has been disturbed. No longer revolving around the earth, the moon now hurtles toward the earth. Impact is expected within days.
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We descended directly from Charlemagne
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I guess the ultimate, penultimate failure
would be to write a love poem that
turned on everybody but you.
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I'd kill a gas attendant in Playa Del Mar.
You'd read stained romance novels in motel rooms, while I oiled the gun and laughed on the phone, to no one.
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Do not shake the baby. Shake the martini. That’s what martinis are for.
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Our flag-draped coffins float to the surface of an uncharted sea and we appear together—patriots both—on the cover of Life Magazine.
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When he tried to kiss her, she ran to the bathroom to throw up.
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"You," he says, "Sit in here."
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It was one of those incredible literary coincidences destined to reside in Wiki annals forever.
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She was an easily lit, wide hipped, Stoli-drinking, schemer from Irkutsk that got her claws into an American riding the Iron Rooster from Khabarovsk to Moscow.
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I fell into a crevasse once.
I jumped off a bridge once, right before a train was to hit me.
Jumped off roofs several times.
I have a thing for jumping.
The truth is that everyone is bored, and devotes himself to nachos.
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Also, our daughter had learned to splash, causing us each time to break into spontaneous renditions of “Splish Splash (I Was Taking a Bath),” which made us not mind so much that we were getting covered in water.
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The ethnographer turns on a recorder. The story began before but that is lost, like it never happened.
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My life is life in shape alone./
The substance leaks away like blood/
removed by the embalmer’s art.
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We sat under the broken umbrella, its flowered fabric hanging limp on one side. The rain fell softly at the edges of our backs. I kissed his hand, the one without fingers (not a casualty of his job, only of birth). My lips pressed what I couldn't say into his…
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Her addiction started with dry roasted nuts, and quickly jumped to peanuts. At her worst, she was consuming a large glass jar of peanuts daily. She loved while hating their salty taste and greasy feel, the repetition of tossing them into her mouth. …
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