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Fleur-de-Lis is such an awesome café — those French, they really know how to cook, right?
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for the rush of longing
and brush with flight
that is her imagination
will surely lift her above the traffic
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He went to the switchboard and rang one of the rooms. I moved away to a discreet distance so he could make his pitch in private, and soon he came back to the desk front. "He d-didn't like it much, b-but he said to s-send you up. Room 412."
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Just parts of a face mostly overlooked...
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these dead letters for you... and then they withdrew...
something happened on the way to shabriz...
my fingertips fell on their knees.
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I am moving to the desert.
To live among the cactus.
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Then the tussling starts. I can see bits and pieces of it in the mirror: Shell in her car seat trying to reach across and slap her sister, Caz tight against the door frame with her hands up to protect herself.
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What was it about the aged and cookies? Here was another one that relished them. Sebastian's grandmother was a specialist. People on the outside thought she was a bird enthusiast. Grandma could be seen refilling the bird feeders at all hours. After the morning…
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I'm dying but that's not to say what you think it says. I've crossed the river of myself many times before and wandered to the shore, broken and drenched and full of the fever of dreams. Each time was a kind of ritual drying of my newly born wings, to try…
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This gravity thing, I reckon, is enamored with me. It loves me so much that it has fettered me with itself.
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Sometimes I try to hum / along with the air conditioning, / and pretend I do not exist, but am merely / the space that fills the room.
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Her condition was giving her the blues
‘Cause her gender, was slightly confused.
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You had me from the moment you dared to enlighten me, with that sweet smile hanging over the edge of your bright pink Cosmopolitan, your face teetering at the wrong angle, but not the words, which were never slanted, nor…
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We don't breathe the same cold air We don't shadow the same Moon We don't herald the same sunsets We don't haunt the same abodes. And yet With our backs upon a damp stone crushed under ancient moss divans crawling with …
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I am long of tooth, too, and when I go, maybe a box with my ashes inside will join the boxes containing the cats’ remains.
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He followed me through the crowds at Grand Central Station.
Wherever I went, there he was,
half my height, dressed in the characteristic gold and maroon garb,
with a paper cup of coffee in his hand.
He must have sensed something about me.
Th
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As I read mail after mail and deleted each one, I felt I was erasing two years of my life.
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I have never known how gold this time of year, With its palladium arcade, was, of the trees That do not sense the pleasure of their silence; Trees are egalitarian, they do not speak But concourse among themselves, consent to join us At this moment breathing…
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Daily, I try to learn the language of fixed.
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The moon was out. A bouncing ball but suspended. I shall never have a baby, she said. I am not prepared to go through that pain. Also, I for sure would not raise them up if I had them with religion, which is just so much superstition. I'll be a fellow this…
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Alone on the platform, I waited for a train.
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What I miss most about Pittsburgh is the soot. The history of dirt, proudly cementing the buildings. The remnants of steel, aluminum and American industry gleaming black underneath a rain soaked sky, now found only in a patina on…
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Their nouns are few and stark./
Ours are numerous and dappled/
or subtly shaded and shadowed/
by circumstance and possibility.
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