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Every morning if I don't have to go potty....
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One can watch the grass green/
in response. One can watch the world green/
in response.
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As you can see, egotism forms at a young age for people who end up in this industry.
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I invited Van Gogh over for some drinks and a chat. I'm talking about Vincent.
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I couldn’t parse the grammar of her body
nor decode the secret softness of her neck.
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He checks the bedrooms first,
then the hallway,
followed by the living room
and the bathrooms.
When he can't find you he takes to calling out,
daddy,
I'm sure the neighbors hear.
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into another bigfat vat of boiling lies. It's sick, man, the way you'd rather dig for supposed (royal) buried treasure than make a beautiful thing happen, breakyour back, break your spirit, over and over until there's nothing left to begin the story with…
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Patrick McAllister, that tormented young man who used to work beside me on pizzas, really did have a degree in astrophysics. I saw a photograph of his graduation certificate with my own two eyes.
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a soft wooden clatter, wind-battered reeds/bound to the banks of ditches rank,/ill-purposed waters slide into low swamps/whose waters into rivers seep and crawl.
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-- as if I had / only rung the rusted bell --
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"Oh, sit on my face oh won't you? Your velvety wetness would provide a nice counterpoint to the upholstery of the sofa-matching easy chair, crummy but that's the charm of this hipster-ironic dive playing 80's crap so I have to cram your music in my…
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There is fire under the earth
Where the dragon has spoken
So you have only 13 seconds
To turn around and fly away
Or else they’ll blow wind and fire
Up and down your spine
There’s no need to drown
Or hide anything
There are still men
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...a session/
of hide and seek/
among the syllables.
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Where am I? The void between life and death. The light at the end is flickering, not as bright nor as strong as I’d hope it would be.
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Agnes folded the magazine in her lap. It was one of those women's magazines that had a picture of a supermodel on the cover. The girl was pencil thin and not that attractive, at least not as far as Agnes was concerned, and she was surrounded by boldface words encouraging…
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It's the dead of midnight, and Orion wheels round- With passing road-streams as its parallax, cars More distant from us, as the next one's windows Blocks the view of riders free from traffic lanes; I Am not your window. As you glide, or go to…
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My father owned a penny arcade. I worked for him every summer all during my youth. My job was to hand green tickets to customers who achieved a certain score on Skee-Ball or shuffleboard. The coupons could be redeemed for merchandise which we had on display on…
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I pointed, trying to keep a rising frisson of alarm from my voice.
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Yes sir, I confess there have been timeswhen I did not care how young the earth isor take pride in how she sprang back to greenregardless of how hard the snow fought.There have been times, yes, when I lacked the willto notice such things and knew that belowthe water's…
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The faces of the sun remain unaltered across the
seven day forecast.
I am sweat-glued to a poem, looking up at the
wall-mounted TV in a diner in the Valley
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This writers' conference (sponsored by VQR, which had run its banner ad atop the Fictionaut home page in the summer of 2014, which begins to explain both my attendance and this essay) revealed itself as an apt subject . . .
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I was in the middle of placing my order for what the menu called a “scrambled egg rocket” and what the rest of us would have called scrambled eggs in a buttered hot dog bun when Ron interrupted me to…
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Shiva and Zeus convene a focus group.
“It wouldn’t work,” the panel votes. “Those leaf eaters would strip the trees and crops if we let them come back every year.”
“That’s true,” Jehovah reasons. “Remember that plague of locusts I sent down?”
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We are both 53 and this is the first time I’ve gotten past a third date with anyone from Match. Seth is different. I’m not sure why. My therapist said, “Well, maybe you’ll be good for each other. You both have to accept that you are recovering, or in reco
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We’re heading to a
Poetry reading when my wife
Says “You owe me one”
Coming back from the
Poetry reading, my wife says
“You owe me, big time”
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I am not the wind./
I am a stone eroded by the wind
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