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A dirty-blonde woman in a little black dress,
her face a picture of chagrin/
Was similarly looking around as if lost,
other’s heads ending at her chin.
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he wanders the house/ crying for the hairless tomcat/ (gone for the night/ on an overnight job).
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This is Jorge. He was a good little monkey. And always curious.Like the time he and his friend, the man in the amarillo sombrero, had to fly to Japan. *Jorge sat by the window. Watched the ground get further away. Until they were above the clouds. He looked out…
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sprang straight up to their full galloping heights roaming over your hills like constantly shifting eyes, your strange approximated illuminating hair like ghosts giving birth to a tender smell of green sea foam. This was all I saw, but it was quite…
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The blade was wielded by a spunky brunette with a German accent and a laugh that made me weak at the knees.
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She laughed as she stuck up the word flaccid,
it kept falling down
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The drip of rank meat, his muzzle, his back-barbed tongue: red.
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They couldn’t have done it better if they’d waved guns around in the air.
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lost in a taxi cab, 4:30 am
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Every year people came from as far away as Des Moines and Halifax for Elephant Day. They came to see the elephants.
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Girolamo Dente was nodding off in his studio at Découvrir Art when he heard the alarm.
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He didn't hide it. He told her he was a mortician when he called. He had responded to her ad in the Lonely Hearts section of the newspaper.
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this elegant silver wrench/
which from the opposite side/
becomes a golden Phillips-head
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Let's walk through this park. We can talk until dark. You have the look of a wolf. I'm not stupid, Jack. I'm a lamb, you'll see, once you get to know me. That tat is fierce and your leathers tight black. My ink is old and black suits me, I'm told. …
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I have known a head become / a callus, matriculate, stop / shaving, move to Vegas
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“‘Dial Back the Snark’ is an attempt to fight the cynicism that’s corroding America’s social fabric,” Myers says, mixing his metaphors. “It’s spreading like wildfire."
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In my upper room, a sermon/
was playing about sundry.
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"The carpet's hot lava," my son cries, pointing at the ground from the sofa."Yeowch!" I say, leaping next to him.We sit together for a moment, silently contemplating our predicament."We need to get downstairs," I tell him. He nods, but does not move. He stares at the hot…
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I do not know the species of birds here. /
The two I see playing on the balcony at night /
I can never call back.
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We descended directly from Charlemagne
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This tanka poem was inspired by news report that the Macy's of "Miracle on 34th Street" fame has a white Santa in front and a black Santa in back.
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Anatoly Gringovitch was listening to the dress rehearsal of Hausenstockmann’s Constellations at Auditorium Rainier III in Monte Carlo.
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A man of action would take to his rake/
but Sloth would rather watch and wait/
for snow to erase each leaf on leaf.
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Coffee comes in KCups and you can't fight five wars at the same time.
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I stomped up the steps clearing my shoes of snow. I was wearing my Rooskie fur hat with the ear flaps, and I kept it on when I went inside.
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“Everything is neon, “ I say.
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A tanka poem inspired by the CEO's apology and a 10% discount for the 40 million debit card numbers stolen at Target store since Black Friday.
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honey/she said/with a wink/and a twinkle
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