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Chapter 15: An Introduction to Regression

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My mouth is orange rind and whiskey, my tongue a cocktail cherry.

heart-shaped stones

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heart-shaped stones love, devotion no way


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the colors of the night


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We were fleeing Hurricane Katrina We stopped somewhere in Texas at a roadside diner But found a sign that said it was closed All of a sudden as we sat there in our car The shop’s owner knocked on the window And asked what he could get for us


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Even music relies on what/ you know as music/ for its power to enthrall.

Writing Prompts

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If you want to be a writer, just write stuff.

Late Afternoon in the Universe

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In the evening when the sun sinks low and the baths gets drawna tall glass of milk sits slowly spoiling and sweating on the cracked white window sill. And the kids walk across the grass.The birds send out their last farewell notes They sail on the infinite breath of…


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“Oh, where are you going to, O tow-haired rover?” Though my sight turns nowhere homeward, and my mouth's run numb, I can hear a leaflet sifting through the walls of clover; Though I stay, I ‘m going forth and o'er to Camelot, come- On a four…

Wild turkey chase

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“Don’t ever call me that name, formal or informal, okay? Forget you heard it.”


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and I don’t miss it. / And I do miss it.


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Even at five years old, I could tell that Eloise was haunted by ghosts that shook her core, leaving her dangling and seeking stability in slowly repeating her compulsive routines.

the directions echoes can take

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commending Bunin, he wound up here/confined almost to the narrow cell/from a Ninth Circle his tour commenced.

Sonnet VIII, On A Lover's Birthday

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A short sonnet for my sweetheart's birthday.


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She is an old soul...

John Garfield dies for our sins... and I get the hell out of San Pedro

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You got to love the beauty of a gin-joint where the whores'll tell you how handsome you are. Beautiful girls and they work in these bars with names like “Paradise Lucky,” “Everyone Joy,” or “Hollywood Happy.”

If God Answers, Don't Hang Up

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All I know is, something I was unaware of Left that vacant look in her eyes As if I had taken the last brownie of her life And then heard myself laughing From the dark side of the moon Maybe she was just standing in The wrong wind that day


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You burnish what is left until it shines and call it your own.

Not today, you crab!

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My single sculling boat was not made to take the impact of a pickup.

You Have Something I Don't Have

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So, as the lines on my face grow more pronounced, the lines on my finger prints are fading away? All I can say is that it's a damn shame it's not the other way around.

Bug Water

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Milton Berle bought a hot dog at the Stucky's snack bar once. True. I wasn't there, but I believe it.

The Intervention

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"You're publishing too much too / quickly. We think that's unhealthy. We want you / to slow down. You're becoming a fame whore."

Mountain godfather

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“Look them straight in the eye, keep your mouth shut unless spoken to, and make no sudden moves.”

Morning Thoughts (2)

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One day ...

Goodbye, Me

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The racket of me left this morning

That's All Right

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People are yelling for Little Elvis

Velocities of Disputation, Fact, Measurement, Perception, Volition

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Contemporary cosmography tells us that both our extravagant valorizations of freedom and our dim regard for some conceptions and exercises of freedom are themselves . . . influenced by sheer physical velocity . . . .

The Tesseracts

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From 'Excelsior' (fifth section) - a poem in 9 parts. So this is what begins at thirty? Thirty-five, And waiting. Those make love with water mildly, they That sink and skim the tide's meridian fingers: Brown swans that bob the blue orb's plumbing sheer. So this has…

Scared Of Paradise

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It was if you memorized my ever detail but not the why. And perhaps that is what love is. Was that love? I lie in bed waiting for the man who came after you to join me. I hear his heavy footsteps and know he wants to go to Hawaii too, when our bud

Spliced from the scraps on the cutting room floor by a young intern from UC Berkeley while Brando studied her profile in 1959

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Bogart frowned, said, "How do you do that?"


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I’ve been hacked. Someone has taken over my body, is living my life in another way, is telling racist jokes at a party