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The leaves/
that clung through February/
fall, dung brown,
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One by one I lost my desires.
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Seamus’ hands are shaking now
that once were still as stalking cats.
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...when the doctor scrapes the baby out, he cuts out all the things that make babies, too...
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or do we tickle each other's private stocks of fancy instead? I know which one I would choose, but so do you, and that's how the question's always changing places with the wrongheaded answer's velcro-lined vest, bullet to blasting…
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Highway 45N cost me four dogs when I was growing up. Actually, having our backyard abut the highway was the real problem. It got to be where I was afraid to get too attached. We lost Nicky,…
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I accidentally opened the glove compartment and stumbled upon his snub-nose .38 caliber. He saw me looking at it and smirked. “Protection,” he said, picking his teeth with a wooden toothpick after lunch. “In my line of business, you hafta have it.”
“Wh
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She had loved sleeping in Todd’s arms at night, hearing the soft tinkle of crystal above her when cool drafts moved through the house, his hand wandering over the swell of her belly.
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My wife says you can tell the crooks from the cops from the cowboys at the taco truck across the street.
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Don’t forget, I’ve watched the evil you’ve done to the lawn for years, not to mention the chaos you’ve made of the woodshed. Don’t you remember me showing you how to properly stack the wood?
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After sex he would get on his old refurbished upright piano and always play that same song. We came to know it as the After-Sex Song.
It was really quite lovely, and touching. I think it made us all feel better around that building. Yeah, I remember t
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They’re friends, him and Sissy and Raul, you know, and live upstairs from Asa and he went up there. He kept texting me saying, B here all night, follow u 2 airport. Yelled down through the floor. Real crazy shit.
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The empty faces in the crowd all mumbled...
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As I fall to the ground I realize that in a few moments I will be experiencing a new kind of pain. The last pain. The last pain I will ever feel.
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Those socks? Nope. I'd look like the joker in the commercial, the creep with the pollen issues and the triangular smile. What a genius. It's the part off-screen I can't forget, the part they left on the editing reel. She's crumbling the crackers into her soup, that dry…
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His face was cold and hard as marble. Rudy’s angular features shuddered and twitched in the darkness.
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The arrangements of lights on the cracking towers are a segment of Orion’s belt, the handle of the Big Dipper and a section of Andromeda’s spine.
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“Furman lost all his money at a clip joint. I'm going to the office to complain.”
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When my brother returned from his appointment with this eerie investor fellow in the silent Rolls Royce Silver Arrow, he appeared in my room in dark blue sweats with a broad white stripe, and he herded me into the living room where everybody including F
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Sunday nights weren't massive.
They were Sunday mornings that remained.
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"How did you know he was a nobody if you didn't look at him, eh? Did you raise your eyes and look him in the face? Are you my wife or a whore?"
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I do not like it when the dead look back at me.
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Achilles wasn't brave but demigod and 98% immune. Was Thetis stupid to leave the heel un-wet or was she just another blythe immortal, caught up in the moment, ill-preparedby birth to follow through the consequential path from Illium to underworld?So much for goddesses and…
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years later, she won’t go near the trees
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She pulled into the doorway. Uncertain where to spend the night. Certain there'd once been a place with food. Here. This place. She remembered. Curtains. Small tables. Coffee cups thick-handled and sturdy. Crockery.
Some words came back.
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The past follows, battered, bruised, always behind
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With all due respect Pope—yer outta yer mind. I mean—have you got mice in yer mitre there Padre?
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Mama hung them everywhere. It started with just a few, in our apartment and outside on the brick. She made walls into windows.
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She also, wearing the requisite Hawaiian lei in this naked wedding photograph, but her low-swung breasts were hanging all the way down to her navel. Her navel itself appeared to be about as round and deep as a shot glass. There was this smear of gaudy flu
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You’ll say you should have known. You’ll blame my music.
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