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We sat on the back porch of my house drinking Teacher’s whiskey. Fred gripped my arm. “You remember that story about my friend from high school whose dad mistook him for a deer and shot him in the heart with a Remington? Well, it isn’t true.
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It’s hard for me to think further into the future, to imagine what might remain of us, distant by thousands of years, not knowing the magnitude of petrochemical company lying about the half-lives of plastics.
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I wonder, just a thought
Who even dreamt to
Teach a pig Latin?
And why a starfish
Mirrors the stars
We do not know
There’s a whole lot
To wonder about
Like, I don’t know
How about Cloud 9?
I want to know what happened
On Cloud
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It was a measure of her desperation. Night after night of insomnia. Something had to break her out of it.Amoret set the device on the nightstand beside her bed. She tried pressing the yellow button a few times since she brought it…
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Ok, so I know this guy, he's a friend of mine. A good friend, even though I think he's left too big a tip on the bar more than once. His name is Frank.
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Moscow Mitch
is Putin's bitch,
Rubles makin' him rich,
Time to ditch his hitch.
Hear?
--the end --
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Prologue Late at night, an old man named Drevin Philpott stands on the deck of a cruise ship, looking out at the sea. The man is hunched and very small. His arms and legs are thin and he's got a bowling ball for a gut. He's standing on a chair so he can…
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There's only one time. But the mastery of itmay take several lifetimes. We don't have that or indeed very much time. Knowledge of the it of it all will have to turn into wisdom on its own free jump. The golden key, fleece or skeleton, is where you turned…
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Stacking wood, unpacking life.
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“I come from a long line of Toad Kings,” Huckleberry said, “and we never back down from a bet.”Phyllis, a great white heron, lowered her long white neck so she could get a better look into her friend's golden eyes.“I just think you…
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Clearing out was not a new concept, and though Katie sensed a kindred spirit, she decided it best to filter the details.
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Biden Buys off Brazil, Kenya, Italy, Spain, Australia, and scores of other countries to exaggerate the effects of Covid-19 someone's racist coworker has just reported.
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As if reaching for the Divine was the problem
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There being so few venues for Lapp dancing in Lausanne in those days, Swish Suzi took a job in a Swiss sushi bar.
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Danny was only ten years old when he first met the man in the suit. His machine looked like a plotter and it was, sort of, but also something of a plot device.
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I no longer go for walks without my bamboo stick. Tightly held in my hand, thin and light, it beats the invisible particles which try to land on me and bite. My face is hidden as in shame under a rough gag, my hands are getting rusty, missing the touch of other hands. My…
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You know my crime. You must, because it's only spawned like ten thousand documentaries, feature films, books, and now all the Website and blogs and podcasts and whatever set up by the obsessives. The only thing I'll say about the 50…
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Adam, bronze and lithe, runs laps on the beach
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I'd like to be re-elected so this statement is false.
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The light on his face from a lamp
Felt hat with a black band
Scrunched down
The nose creating a strong shadow
With dark, straight eyebrows under the hat
Red and orange beard
Leaning forward at the café table, watching
A damp curl of ha
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Something about shadows and last time and driving.
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“In a former life, I was a grad student teaching classes and working on my doctorate. Then one morning, I shot my academic advisor. Went from university to penitentiary in no time at all.”
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I go down to pick up R and get a cartridge of black ink for the printer. It's an extremely pleasant summer day — early afternoon — and the air is exemplary: clear and sweet. So far so good. But as soon as I park and go to a nearby cash machine the fun begins.…
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Crispcrashingcoldan interlude from youThe pebbles pulled back and forthlike side stepping nailswhite frothan interlude from youThe sun likeA camellia for herCrispColddropsflicking on her face.An interludefrom you.
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I feel more like sprouts than cucumbers. Oh, hey. Icame here to tell you something you already know, butmaybe can't remember. Or maybe it's me who is rememberingsomething I meant to say, but didn't. Oh, hey. There's alphalfa and mung bean. I love these skinny little…
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and evil thrives
without apology
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If you ask me I'm thinking I'm just blowing off some steam, some hot air that doesn't add up to the old cliche of a hill of beans. A hill of fucking beans.
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—but neither Lenin’s serenity nor Voron’s could last for long!
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