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over tea & saltineshe read melike an obituary
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I ask for your patience with this form message, as it is part of a system that ensures
every submissive ex lover is considered separately, since I am involved in a lot of anonymous sex.
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• Don’t confuse the virtues of bananas with the virtues of banana bread
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Out the window is an empty birdbath, dry flaky concrete ring, no birds.
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... we both know how we go to fresh air like fish, gasping.
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All of those lovelies, pitched on the ground, ignored and ready to rot.
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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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Alysia stopped for a moment. She knew what she was going to say, but held back her words and thoughts. Chisame took advantage of her hesitance.
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Approaching the kitchen from the foyer the reverb lessened until heel and floor where flint on flint. No spark was made.
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The coffins pile up gnawing dust on the glass panes to the rims of my binoculars. Shadowy cracks of stifling proportions, gliding over my eyes a requiem of mahogany. At dawn they heave between the workers’ hands, leave their resting places for a green tra
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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 scare my daughter when she sleeps because she thinks I'm going to kill her.
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" Not a day goes by/ that isn't stabbed with common sorrow"--Maurice Manning Crazy's alright by me if it's a harmless plea for some little sanity, or unavoidable by birth but it just won't do for tricks. Like say I go over there right…
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On the table the image is by Chardin but the puzzle is by someone else and that is what he has dumped out of the box.
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Sloe Gin Fizz is pink
Bombay Gin comes in blue
I’m sitting here at Emerald’s
And all I can think of is –
you.
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You can’t take a chandelier on an emergency dash across a nuclear desert.
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It was only when blood began to drip onto the page that he realized he'd been hit.
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Sometimes you can't sleep.
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It broke through the surface of the suburban world and shattered it into pieces, fragments of dreams and amazement. She was not the same as she had been a moment before. It was an epiphany she couldn't put her finger on.
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My dad drove a Model A Roadster
and had a photo taken of him on a hunting trip up in Wisconsin
with one leather boot up on the running board
and a .22 caliber pistol in his hand
like Ernest Hemingway and Clark Gable rolled into one
My dad ro
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I am wearing stolen socks. Not because I haven't any of my own, and not because they are an exact fit. Only because they soothe my emptiness inside.
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Mama hung them everywhere. It started with just a few, in our apartment and outside on the brick. She made walls into windows.
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"good luck, and be assured acceptance for representation or publication is based on different criteria at different agencies and we are sure you will yet find someone mentally deficient enough to give your book a shot."
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Birds FlySeven Poemsby Darryl Pricefor Charlotte and Mel, as always"We should insist on joy in spite of everything."--Tom Robbins“I don't need your love. I don't need you to understand. I just need you to listen.”—Perfume Genius1. I Want to Sing to…
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Borges must be so proud somewhere
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Conceptio culpa
Nasci pena
Labor vita
Necesse mori
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There are worse things than getting your ass kicked by a 12 year old Puerto Rican kid. This was exactly my thinking as he stood over me, his pre-pubescent screams sounding like a baby Bruce Lee, preparing to finish me off.
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this one was abandoned... a splinter left under the skin, pushed out by protective flesh
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I put my arms around her and whisper to her while she plays the piano. She wiggles and tells me to stop it.
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what smells like love may not be love at all
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