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Part 3: Freshman

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I think when San was around was the only time I didn’t feel lonely in that room. I actually bought a giant male rat and let him live loose in my room, completely illegally by the school’s rules, because I hated being the only living thing in that space be

Road Trip

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I threw my hand / at the gearshift/ the car glided off.

Unsent

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this is where we end -- the exorbitant eye of forgotten days.

moon/light

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the cue & flash

Results

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“I don't want to talk about this right now.” “Oh you don't want to…

Arcana Magi Memorial Vol.7 - c.1

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The Circle of Four looked at the little girl’s back, and they could almost see the wings, but it could never take shape because of her heart.

Of Cameramen and Death Squads in Tbilisi

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we share somewhat the same past he was bureau chief of ABC overseas

The Committee

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We are prisoners of anticipation.

clouded

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a current forecast

Introspection

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The piss monster looks for clues of its childhood in the stains it leaves behind on the furniture.

Another "Accidental" Tryst

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She smacked his back a couple of times with the flat of her hand

Stop! In the Name of Limp.

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I find myself riding in the back of a big, sleek limo — like the one me and Francis and Charlie took to prom senior year.

Stars and Smiles

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Older than a star I am

What It Took To Be God

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They borrowed birds from the trees And forced me to sing along with them You could say they made my heart burn But we all know some of that was fake It was a direct route From sleep walking To sleep shopping To this I guess I lived a

Downtown

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bullets in flight make sharp, snapping noises.

A One-eyed Polar Bear Tap-dancing On A Polaroid Of Satan Dressed As Gandhi

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On the Rocks

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What matters this to all, below the crest, If privilege of mind-blankness is the bay's? Remembrance…

Small Snow Haiku.

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A small snow.

the cold the day left

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in our teens as tough as the cold/we wore denim and flannel with our boots/kicking at whichever wind blew . . .

Praying in bed

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When I was a kid, I was terrified of dying in a bombing, which is strange, really, because I lived in Long Island, which has relatively few bombings to speak of.

The Boot

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my crotch-heavy press of 'Yes.'

Battle of the Planets, Part V

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In Your Eyes

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With all that's going on in the world I thought perhaps we could all use a little love poem: It doesn't have to be force grown betweenus. We entwine naturally. It's agood feeling to have a friend who at oncedoesn't require a hothouse ceiling laidbetween each invisible…

Rejection

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I hate math. I hate everything about it.

Raptors

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Of Hemingway, the Republicans, and hawks.

When I Last Saw Gina

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Sometimes it doesn't pay to go home again.

Unicorn

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My sweet baby angel has baby hair Baby angel has a golden cross lit looking at the crystal pig and sweet mare The drowning unicorn comes from the waves in fits. My sweet baby angel has baby talkBaby angel has a diamond shape scarburied heart shaped…

SNIPS & SNAILS & PUPPY-DOG TAILS IS THE *LEAST* OF IT! by Ranting Bitch in a Cold, Cold World

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In the Alley

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as i sink down into the shadows crawling like a worm past cold bricks centuries old in my blood

High Fives

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They pull up to the curbside and he jumps out to shake the hands in that familiar men’s grasp/shake they do when saluting each other. If that isn’t his daughter it should be, the one sitting in his car, with her door wide open.