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and I saw this man mopping a floor. He did not look like a monk, and he was smiling at something I could not see. You would not find me and I was beautiful. You would not find me and you closed that memory. I thought that was unfair and maybe it…
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It's true. I like to walk on the ceiling. But please. Don't hold it against me. The ceiling is cold. Nobody lives there. Just a spider. A curious arachnid. She lets herself down sometimes. If I'm on the bed, trying to sleep, staring at the ceiling, watching her…
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For a few/
vivid weeks, deciduous shrubs and trees/
will seem to glow like flames and embers
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The paper was strewn, everywhere.
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You had autumn in your hair
I liked the way you sat at a table
And drank champagne
My past years have carried me
To sixteen countries
Christ, we have so much to share
Listen, I know how the other half lives
And we can’t live like that an
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He said his wife levitated.
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Molly was from dull and wet Kansas City, Missouri, where she learned to pass the time in the many record shops and bars that lined it's inconspicuously storied streets, catching the attention of a young red blooded all American Kansas City man, from time
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The moon has a cloud pass before it. The strop has a razor pulled up-and-down, up-and-down, up and down against it.
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A little contempuous aside by the critical theorist guy, Frederick Jameson-- that it was logically absurd to call anything that human beings do, produce or effect “unnatural,”-- has brought forth the following. We are…
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While most spread their time in other occupation, I traveled through books and grew my imagination. I knew endless bliss. I was a book eater. I would just devour books that I loved and slug through those I didn't, just to make myself eat the truths and li
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i hear the boom boom boom
in the room room room
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As the light changed and exhaustion set in, Suzy and Molly batted back and forth one more knock knock joke to avoid going home.
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The will to make/
remains
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In the beginning there was salt
God licked the salt and said it was
Good. Then there was Light
Then Chocolate
The rest is just History
It’s no great Mystery
Oh, and Fireflies
Fireflies with Due Dates
Flew out of the Slice of Life
S
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He also looked at the tv with a detachment he sensed was dangerous and the sensation scared him so he ran into the kitchen and felt ashamed alone in the hot room and trembled.
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A hymn for her
when his head
cocks shameless.
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Through the Walmart parking lot
they came...
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She BENDS over and retrieves a bag that says POTATO CHIPS on it. Her dress is vaguely sweaty.
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There was once a girl. Her name was April. Her family lived at the edge of a village. When she looked out her second floor window she could see the forest stretch for days. At nights after supper she would lean over her bed; watch the stars in the distance and wish many…
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This is just to say, she says, I´ve eaten the fucking plums.
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Some guys get by on hope or hate or both. Some lose their minds, if they brought them in the first place.
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The spirit smiled and held out his hand, the light in the room magnified and he brushed past the books and the thoughts still hanging in the small alcove, " You are ready now.
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macho bucks in velvet defy you driving down the lane
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His birthday buddy was like a wife to him: they were born a day apart.
This was coordinated, he believe, in the womb. Well, to be more accurate, wombs. She was due two weeks earlier but waited; he two weeks later but cut his womb-time (as the kids call i
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Unless they leave you comatose,/
it’s the disasters you remember.
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The faint stars began to twinkle in the orange and purple sky and the clouds turned to watercolor and the window became a painting.
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I may have walked across the sacred line
That separates me from the rest of mankind
But I already paid my dues
So, what club do I get into?
When I wake up
And the wild rain of dreaming
Ends
I discover that
Guilt is just another four-le
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You're all I've got to keep me company, but it's a very fine company. So familiar, and warm as any cold digital fireplace. I can tell you've got more in your story, but it doesn't make you happy. I really do not feel well today. Fun I wanted to…
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The washing machine at home was broken. It was an old leaky Maytag. A discouraging mess—twisted panties, sky-blue jeans, and an old lover or two or three floating downstream (the reverse of spawning salmon). Each man was slightly drowned,…
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[This story is not racist!]
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