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I approached him slowly. His voice was soft and raspy. He said, "Kneel down my son, I've been expecting you."
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She’s an old soul who was
scattered to the winds
like a thousand butterflies
and a moth
She has no center
and flits from event to event
and can’t miss out on
a thing, because crikey,
what if she missed something
important?
And the m
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Cellulite is legal to have, either way.
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I figured he knew what he was doing–he was the crazy one, after all, not me–so we took turns snorting lines of equal volume.
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"..squeezing her eyes and mouth tightly."
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"Someone should have told her that less is more..."
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How could a leaf be an accident?
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I got my new dog today,
a toy terrier, as advertised,
from an online retailer,
and printed him or her,
I’m not sure which,
because of an inherent glitch
built into the system,
on my new 3-D printer,
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When the dark shadows of his limp eyes told us life was slowly seeping away, stolen by his stroke, his wife signed the “DO NOT RESUSCITATE” order and, tearfully leaving the room, she turns, asking a final question, “Think a needy family could use his…
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The cover features Lincoln as a woman. Lincoln as a woman is not a thing of beauty.
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Tan my hide. Feed me to rabid / macaques.
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I gave you two daughters.
I gave you four grandchildren.
I'm done.
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They sang and clapped and stomped shod feet on hardwood floor, the smell of man sweat and bomb-making thick as perfume.
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I know who done it. Them goddamn taters. I walked around the yard and started picking up pieces of the camaro, wondering if, from above, they’d laid the parts out into some kinda cult symbols or something.
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My drunk friend is built like a hastily packed trash bag; full of lumps and portending very dark things.
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You need buttered broths and to
copy old writings by hand by
very poor light.
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Sometimes he would get up at night, go outside, and stand in the middle of their back yard.
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I was at the bend in the road
thinking of Robert Frost
but there was no fork,
there was no yellow wood,
there wasn’t even a horse
to ask me why or what if
There was no decision to be made
just a thousand tourists from Prague
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Particles flung by the sun
pierce us through, undetected
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Before you start reading this it is important that you understand that I know nothing about the evolution of horses or camels. I mean, I literally know zilch about which came first or if they are even part of the same family. In my head I imagine one of those charts…
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Smoke from bodies aflame tongues the strung moon;
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he felt like ranting about cars.
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Tom wasn’t crying.
A few snowflakes, the first of the season, flittered down and landed on Elizabeth’s new headstone, christening it. Tom didn’t have his topcoat, and he never buttoned his suit. He tried not to shiver. Lynn lifted her face from Tom’s c
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Q: Tell me briefly about how you got into the death industry.
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The first time ever I saw your place
With furnishings of orange and blue--oo oo oo.
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Here comes the bus. It’s going to Tuscany and is full of pronouns: he, she, me, you, it, them, us, we, and you again.
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Life's a beach? A bitch? Same thing.
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