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People speak of wordsmiths, as if they hammer text into shape; smelting down clunky prose, recasting from white-hot ink.
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Jazzy midnights
twisted like DNA
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You can't put recycling with regular trash and regular trash with recycling.
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We honor fierce, quick, cunning/
thought-in-action types
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But the world is smaller when I see it /
from the crook of your neck.
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I don't see why you didn’t get a dozen while you were at it.
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“I wanted coffee, not art. That’s why I came here, and the coffee here isn’t even that good. We should have gone to the place across town, their lattes are the best.”
“How do you determine the best coffee? Do you think they have judges that go from sto
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Two nights before his heart burst its strings near sundown Shabbat, we met at my house to wait for paint to dry. We could make an evening of that.
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The name he was using this time was Paul Sterling.
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The first vulture became very aggressive
and began eating carry-on luggage
The second vulture has landed and it’s wearing Patagonia
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A married woman requests a butterfly tattoo that won't please her husband from an old tattoo artist.
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What we did was walk in on an amazing starfish convention, everyone lazing about, softly frozen against the timeless drooling currents like strange looking wind socks washing up and down with the sun. I am empty, hear me roar in blubbery bluster and…
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In its own defense
against what is too concrete
the mind allows a magical thought--
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Here’s how you do it. First you get a ladder, a long one.
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You died from a bad heart.
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The next time I see you, I’m going to pretend you’re a stranger, and that I’m meeting you for the first time.
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In Your Absence the yard-cat, Flower, has started sleeping on top of the fridge
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If she does not get to him in time, / all is lost.
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a disease/ like junk-sickness/ like a jealous lover/ who discovers competition/ and meets it with a blade/ in your heart,/ not hers.
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toe and hand-/
holds against/
the shear cliff
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we were all meant to do with our love? What I can think of is to ask the question again. I suppose there are others more willing to supply you with a proper answer, but none seem real to me. These words are only stones,meant to skip across the…
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If it weren't for the different lengths of dock, I would think the river just goes past me. Maybe it does, and the banks move too. Orderly where the clouds are random. I have cormorants, passengers, and salmon. They catch each other. They make my crew money. When did my…
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All I wanted to do was lay in his smell, I had missed him and didn’t know it before now. He got up to urinate at one point and his absence was obscene to me.
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“You just missed that last time,” the carney was saying as Sue Ellen walked up. “Give it one more try and I’ll bet you get your girl a big teddy bear. C’mon.”
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Does God feel the same way /
whenever you practice your indifference toward me
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They stand together in the doorway looking at the crib.
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Who better to know the wiles of the fox than the vixen herself?
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...clash of gulls
wend upwards, disappearing into grey
night's high tide recedes
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At five o’clock Jake joins the crowd at the back door, walks through the slush to the parking lot with Betty Boop.
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